FEAR NOT, MY PRECIOUS CHILD

Fear not, My precious child,
Don't you know how much I care?
As you walk with Me, I'll keep you safe
And release you from the snare.
The shackles have been broken…
Oh, My child, why can't you see?
That's the reason that I sent My Son;
He came to set you free!

Fear not, My precious child,
His blood has made you clean.
It's washed you whiter than the snow,
Even though it can't be seen.
It was shed for you so freely;
No, it was not merely spilt.
It was shed so you could be made whole
And to wash away your guilt.

Fear not, My precious child,
Don't you know I dwell in you.
I sent My Spirit like a dove
To live inside of you.
I put Him deep inside your heart
To guide you in My ways.
He will fill your heart with joy and peace
As you lift your hands in praise.

Fear not, My precious child,
Banish all your fear and doubt.
I want you to know I'm always here,
So please, don't shut Me out.
Let Me fill you with My Spirit
As you come to Me each day.
When You reach your hands out to Me
I will answer when you pray.

So, fear not, My precious child,
Just reach out your hands to Me,
And I will fill you with My love,
And completely set you free.
I long to hold you in My arms
And keep you safe and warm
So come to Me, My precious child
And find a shelter from the storm.

Copyright © 1992 Christine Chipman. All rights reserved.

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