Howling wind and crackling house,
Feet shuffling like a mouse
Too my bedside coming near
In a little whispering voice I hear
“Mom, I’m scared
can you sleep wiff me?”
A storm is hard when you’re only three
Made to be loved
I pull him near
Awoken from sleep,
he’s filled with fear
Together we seek the Father’s face
The generous giver of comforting grace
In the name of Jesus “Fear, go away!”
This is how in the night, we pray
