TO ALL THE WEARY SAINTS
It is life itself to me to know the King of Kings who sits upon the throne and the train of His robe fills the temple but who also is the Shepherd who takes me in His arms and carries me when I am wearied. He never sleeps and is never wearied and I love Him. And when I wait on Him I can find the strength to run and the weariness is left below as I am caught up in the updrafts of His presence and I am carried up into His arms. Wait upon Him saints , He sees your distress, He shall come and you shall walk and not faint.
He shall feed His flock like a shepherd; He shall gather the lambs with His arm, and carry them in His bosom, and shall gently lead those with young. Who has measured the waters in the hollow of his hand, and measured out the heavens with a span? And who has shut up the dust of the earth in a measure, and weighed the mountains in scales, and the hills in a balance? ....... bro Frank
(Isa 40:11-12)