His Hand

I was sad

so you held my hand

and when I wept

you dried my tears.

You made me think

about who I am

and said to me

come and rest.

We talked until

my heart was full,

you said I am precious.

I cling to that.

We are intimate,

I trust what you say,

You saved me Lord

and I have peace.

I won’t let go

of the hand I took.