Wednesday's Woe - My Fears in the Dead of Night

Wednesday's Woe

What Do I Do With

My Fears in the Dead of Night?

If You can clothe my child in a robe of light,

You can care for me in the dead of night...

Of all Your creation, we hold Your passion;

Your heart, Your fire, in us You did fashion!

Heart to heart, Fire to fire, speak to me Lord;

Your pow'r o'ercomes the Fowler's evil hoard—

Your children made from Your image will take

Your hand in ours; Your child You'll n'er forsake...

Give us Your faith, Your vision~sustenance—

E'er does Your passionate Love hover on us!

Poem - What Do I Do With My Fears in the Dead of Night? - Angie Bennett Prince - 12/2/09