A God Who's There

A GOD WHO'S THERE

I'm thankful for a God Who's there,
Who's listening and answering prayer;
It matters not to where I've gone,
For He has made His presence known.

When I have been to Heaven's heights
And all its joys have filled my sights,
He takes my hand and says to me,
"My child, I made these gifts for thee."

When I have made my bed in Hell,
Where in so many sins I dwell,
He takes my hand and speaks to me,
"Of ALL I have forgiven thee."

When I, with wings of morning, rise
And take me to the eastern skies,
He's there in front, and calls to me,
"I am the One Who's leading thee."

When dwelling uttermost at sea
(The last place I would think He'd be!),
He holds my hand and says to me,
"I'm right here, child- I'll be with thee."

There is no place where I can go,
No other world that I will know
Apart from His unfailing care-
I'm thankful for a God Who's there!

~:~X~:~