THE NEED FOR LOVE

My gentle-loving Jesus
as I pray on bended knee,
my heart and soul and body
bowed low in reverence to Thee.

I can’t get along without You
You’re the food that brings release,
from the pangs of my souls hunger
for love, for joy, for peace.

When I feel lost, in turmoil
and Your Presence seems to me,
to be far away, I’m lonely
and all I am cries out to Thee.

For You were once abandoned
in the garden, on the Cross,
so I know You’ll understand me
my little faith, my loss.

Your Father’s love, so visible
by the gift of His own Son,
You, my gentle-loving Jesus died
for us eternal life was won.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Oct. 26, 1993