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Lord…where will You be this Christmas Eve?

I love the LORD, for he heard my voice…He heard my cry for mercy.

I know Lord…where You will be.

 Because he turned his ear to me…I will call on him as long as I live.

Comforting those…when things get really hard.

The cords of death entangled me…the anguish of the grave…distress and sorrow.

There with the lonely drunk…at the bar.

Then I called on the name of the LORD…“LORD, save me!”

There with the searching…in the prison.

The LORD is gracious and righteous…our God is full of compassion.

There with the cold and hungry…at the shelter.

The LORD protects the unwary…when I was brought low, he saved me.

There with my grandma…alone in the nursing home.

Return to your rest, my soul…for the LORD has been good to you.

There with the teen…contemplating suicide.

For you, LORD, have delivered me from death…my eyes from tears.

There with a soldier…far from home.

My feet from stumbling… that I may walk before the LORD in the land of the living.

Lord…where will You be this Christmas Eve?

 I love the LORD, for he heard my voice…He heard my cry for mercy.

I know Lord…where You will be.

 

 

 

Inspired by…Psalm 116…George Bailey…It’s A Wonderful Life (with Jesus)