Here I am, in the sunshine of his love—
sweet strength
This poem is filled with rich metaphors. Take a moment to see "the color of breath."
Living too Gingerly
Even the youths shall faint and be weary, and the young men shall utterly fall: But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.
Does God Notice?
Why do you say, “My plight is hidden from the Lord, and my cause has passed out of God’s notice”?
Dark Side of the Moon 
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