Where are You when I need You the most?
The time when I'm hurt, lost, naked, cold;
When I could not possibly be more lonely;
When all those around me don't give a damn?
Where are you in my hour of trial?
There are many who say
He don't care, He don't exist, He is dead.
But I know that isn't true.
You are right here, beside me, guiding.
You protect me from harm; You love me.
That is where You are.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You are absolutely right...God does love you! He is very real! ! ! Keep reaching out to Him. He's always there and will never forsake you.God bless you.