Still your baby, Jesus.

God,

You saved me before,

told me....made me to keep living on,

and that I did,

all because You were beside me.

....................

You cradled me like a baby

while those around me shoved me away with neglect.

You stayed by me,

pulling me out of my dark depths.

.................

I am an adult now—

expectations, responsibilities pile,

understandably so.

But even though,

could You hold me always,

like Your baby,

like one of Your little souls?

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I hurt now,

like I did before,

but I may hold it in—

after all,

to be a grown-up indeed.

……………….

So cradle me, Lord, through it all,

though I stand, though I may fall.

For I remain Your baby still,

no matter what, I always will.

She’s sometimes just trapped, deep within.

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I am still Your baby, Jesus.

Hold me forever in your precious love.