Poems
by
Shirley Scruggs
Close to His Heart
When sadness feels my being
When I feel so all alone,
Friends and loved ones have forsaken
In my heart there is no song.
It is then my precious Jesus
Draws me up into His arms;
There I find such sweet contentment,
Love and safety from all harm.
Oh so close to His dear heart!
This is where the Savior holds me
As He wipes my weary brow
And with His love enfolds me.
I can feel His tender arms
Pick me up and draw me close
His timing is so perfect,
Just when I need him most.
I can feel His very heartbeat
As He holds me to Hs chest,
I am comforted and reminded
That in Jesus I can rest.
"Precious Jesus, hold me close
To your heart with gentle hands,
Until I'm feeling strong enough
On my own two feet to stand.
Oh the comfort, oh the joy!
It fills my being with such peace
Close to the heart of Jesus
My soul finds sweet release!
Shirley Scruggs 11/2/06
