Left here in a house alone,
No one around me.
Seeking, searching, and calling
Can anyone hear me?
In the middle of the night,
Cars passing by me
Does anyone care for me?
Does anyone notice me?
Helpless most days,
Sorrows mostly,
Pain, suffering, and agony.
I feel alone,
No one to call on.
Suddenly, I feel a presence
A touch—and I’m up.
Am I alone?
His voice is becoming clear in my ear:
“You were never alone.”
Through my darkest days and saddest moments,
Through suffering and pain,
I was never alone.
How could I have not heard Him or seen Him?
Why was I closed off?
My eyes so focused on the physical,
Not knowing the spiritual is more real.
In Christ,
I am never alone.
His words are clear,
His face is real,
And He has never left me alone.
In Christ Alone: A Poetic Testimony 