Falling. The leaves are falling.
Reminding me of the tears on my face.

Wilting. The flowers are wilting.
As sometimes I wilt when I think of hard times to come.

Leaving. The birds are all leaving.
Just I am left to think of what I've lost.

Needed. Gone are the things I thought I needed.
And I find I have all I need.

Never. Jesus will never leave me.
Though things get hard He is always with me.

Forever. He has promised me forever.
I will have Him for all eternity.

Growing. Through Jesus I am growing.
Being molded into who He wants me to be.

Always. I have always.
Always I can care. Always I can share.

Jesus. He fills my empty spaces.
It's Him I love, for Him I live. It's Jesus.

It is in the still quiet place
That you meet the Lord face to face
A table before you the Lord will set
For the children who have him met
Calm and quiet, gentle and still
There your cup will He fill

It is in the deepest part
That the Lord goes into each heart
Out go the envy, worry, and strife
In goes a brand new life
His great love the Lord doth give
Now listen to Him and truly live