Love That will not let me go

He saw our tears and Wisdom,
understood . .
. the blinding need our enemies proclaim'd good
~ Our yearning, searching seem'd to be in vain . .
. no recourse, expiation for such pain
~ The roads of purpose doubt
~strewn along our way .
. . constricted throats, tear~
filled too weak to pray ~
Then Saviour Sweet reach'd into this abyys .
. . sorrows abated with His Holy kiss ~
Nor left He us our way to find alone . .
. No, Jesus stays 'til every burden's gone ~
And whispers softly as the breast of Dove .
. . "I never leave nor forsake those I LOVE !"