Head hung low… with sadness so great.
He lifts my chin with His hand and says, “I love you.”
His smile brightens my darkened world.
His eyes tell me I’m special.
His arms are opened to embrace me
And I gladly allow them to.
No matter how bad I feel,
He is always there with a smile,
A shoulder to cry on.
He’s the strength of my life.
He is the rock of my salvation.
No matter what I go through,
I know I can count on Him.
Many people can make me smile
And make me feel like I’m loved.
But no one else can make me feel like
They can carry me through it all.
No one can be my Savior like Jesus is.
A lot of people make me feel so much better
With the love, hugs, and kisses,
But no one is like my Jesus.
He is my Friend, my Brother, my Comfort.
He’s my Savior.
Written by Gail Brookshire