Where do we go when the grace runs out,
when we feel alone, and there's no way out?
What do we do when we need to cry
but it's not yet time and our eyes stay dry?
What is the answer, where is the way,
how can we find strength to go through today?
There is a place that is quiet and clear,
a place where the peace run deep and near,
there is a place that is free of strife
a place to take a break from the rest of life.
How do we go there, and what is the way,
is there a map, do we have to pay?
The price was paid a long time ago
and there is nothing to do but to go,
into the deep, abiding love, of the One
who made us, and gave us His Son.
No cry for help goes unheard, by the
Father who cares and gave us His Word.
This is no fallible earthly man, who in his
humanity falls time and again,
No, this is the One who is always the same,
quietly waiting a call on His Name.
"Father help me" awakens His heart
and He moves in great power to give a new start.