He Is Here
by Sandra Davis
In times of joy and pleasure
When hearts are full of cheer,
I thank the Lord for giving these
And know that He is near.
But when the storm clouds gather,
And troubles bring me fear.
I often lose my view of Him
But know that He's still here.
How dark the thickest darkness;
How painful hurt severe;
Be still and hear Him whisper
"My little one, I'm still here."