Lean Hard on God

Child of My love, lean hard,

And let Me feel the pressure of thy care;

I know thy burden, child, I shaped it;

Poised it in Mine own hand, made no proportion

In its weight to thine unaided strength;

For even as I laid it on, I said,

I shall be near, and while he leans on Me,

This burden shall be Mine, not his;

So shall I keep My child within the circling arms

Of My own love. Here lay it down, nor fear

To impose it on a shoulder which upholds

The government of worlds. Yet closer come;

Thou art not near enough; I would embrace thy care

So I might feel My child reposing on My breast.

That loves Me? I knew it. Doubt not then;

 But, loving Me, lean hard.

                                                Author Unknown – Copied

                                               RE: Psalm 55:22