Look into my face

When there are no tears left to cry
When there are no words left to debate
When your brook Cherith has run bone dry
When the ravens have left for greener fields
When the pain is your constant unwanted companion
When suffering has numbed your senses beyond feeling
When all hope has long lost its meaning

Then my dear Child, look into My face

I’ve seen your tears, they’re safe with Me
I’ve heard every sigh, your words have answers
I am the source that never runs dry
The doves of my peace continually surround you
My Presence is ever and always with you
My child, you are sharing in My sufferings
Hope manifest will be a tree of life