A reprint of poems by Darlene Bee, who worked on translating the New Testament for the Usarufa people of Papua New Guinea, before she died in a plane crash.
“She was incapable of pretence, and made no attempt to cover up her own weaknesses. It was because she knew failure, poverty and fear that she could accept others as they were.” During her times of prayer, the Lord gave her insights into His Word, which she has shared in these poems.
“Did you think I had forsaken
Did you doubt my presence, dear?
Never let your faith be shaken
I am always with you here.
Never in the throes of conflict
Will I leave you to your foes.
Each experience is hand-picked
My love for you to show.”
From “Help, Lord!” by Darlene Bee.