Last One I Talk To . . .
Why is it that when the going gets tough You're the last one I talk to?
When I find myself lost, You're the last I cry out to?
I don't know why I refuse to hold on to the promise
That you will be with me through it all
You are the one who is mighty to save
When others abandon you faithfully stay
I have no doubt that when I pray you can hear me
And you quickly draw near to my side
I want you to be the first I will seek,
The first I will call on in the good and the bad
No matter what, I know you are able
The last one I talk to is the first one to help me
And the only one who is able to save.
by Kelsey Konrad
