You Lift Me Up — a poem of praise to love
You lift me up when I can’t pray,
And by my side you ever stay.
When I am parched, you are the rain
That comes to bring me life again.
. When I am lost, you are the way.
You give me strength to rise each day
To undertake my work and play,
And in distress you keep me sane.
. You lift me up.
And, though my enemies may say
That you have taken me astray —
Too much of you makes me profane —
O Love, with you I will remain.
. You lift me up.
Esther learned to read when she was four years old, and began writing shortly thereafter. She is a Canadian queer Christian poet, crafting with words to create art and music.
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