There is a road I have been walking on
A soft terrain in which my feet sink with each step
And the sky hidden behind the grayness of doubt
Knows the truth of my wonderings
How the dusk seeps in and I chase the last light
Of the day…
Hear these words as I prostrate my heart before You
As the evening comes and I have no bearing, no
Comfort from myself
Could I let you this once help me
To surrender?
Could I choose my salvation in the turmoil
Of my soul?
Bear these words as I have none to muster
As the roots of pain are exposed and
I cling to no hope of power in me
It has no weight neither has it no might
I wait…among restlessness and burning desperation
I wait in the hope that is in Your promise to deliver
Even so
deliver me
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