In the dark and desolate streets,,
I know My child you’re scared
To move your arms and your feet
To reach out to someone there .
I know the darkness scares you –
It’s a wicked world out there .
That’s why I came to give you light
By My Word you’ll stand .
I know you are scared to walk about
You’d rather sit and hide ,
But remember My child , nothing
Can overcome the shelter I provide .
I know you don’t have the strength
Or the words to speak
But remember you’re going with My strength
And My Word you shall repeat .
I know you’re scared of falling down
And being looked down at
But My child , the world wasn’t kind
When the King of kings was crucified .
I know you’re scared of leaving behind
All that has sustained you .
Son give up for Me what I’ve given you
And I will sustain you.
You are one of very few
Who hear My urgent call .
Time is short – get up and go –
I will be your all.
There’s someone crying out
In the dark and desolate streets
I’m calling you to do this job
My son ,will you be there…..??
‘Therefore, come now, and I will send you to Pharaoh, so that you may bring My people, the sons of Israel out of Egypt’
Then Moses said to the Lord ‘Please, Lord, I have never been eloquent…for I am slow of speech and slow of tongue.’
The Lord said to him, ’Who has made man’s mouth? Or who makes him mute or deaf, or seeing or blind? Is it not I, the Lord?’