Covid-19Virus mortelFrappant à l’improvisteTouchant tous sans discriminationMettant chacun en isolement forcéL’effondrement de nos économies les plus solidesL’ébranlement de nos fondations les plus sûresMarchant comme des
Stand still and let God moveYour severe trial will undoubtably leadTo the creation of something newIt is in this quiet crucibleOf your personal and private
I know you’re speaking to meWhy am I so deafThat I cannot hear youI know you are drawing meIn my times of lonelinessBut I cannot
There’s blackness in my soulKnowing you are thereFeeling the total abandonmentKnowing you are there Knowing you are thereBut where are you? Knowing you are thereBut
What is this loneliness so strangeThat comes upon meWhy is this feeling so unknowTugging at my heart Friends surround meFamily are hereChristians ever nearWhy then
Desiring with passion to draw closer Closer to You my precious LordSeeking to come to the horizonHorizon that is so very distant Trying to understand
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