Yea, I will be thy protection:  I will be thy comfort. I will be thy joy.  I will turn the bitter tear to sweet perfume.  By My Spirit, I will mend the broken heart. I will pour warm, fragrant oil into the deep wound.  For Mine heart is fused with thy heart, and in thy grief, I am one with thee.

Yea, I will fill the vacant place.  Mine arms shall hold thee, and thou shalt not fall.  My grace shall sustain thee, and thou shalt not faint.  My joy shall fortify thy spirit even as a broken body is rejuvenated by a blood transfusion.

My smile shall dispel the shadows, and My voice shall speak courage. Yea, I will surely keep thee, and thou shalt not know fear.   Thou shalt rest thy foot upon the threshold of heaven.  I shall hide thee in My pavilion. 

Thou shalt have My constant care.  I will not leave thee for a moment.  I will keep thee from despair: I will deliver thee from confusion.

When thou are perplexed, I will guide thee in wisdom and in judgment. By thy light shall others be led out of the valley. By thy courage shall the weak be lifted up.  By thy steadfastness shall he that wavereth be stabilized.

Lo, the hour is upon thee. Look not back. Keep thy face toward the sunrise, for He shall rise fresh daily in thy soul with healing in His wings.