Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Perservere

I'm crying out with a roaring plea.
Though I'm perplexed i do not quit.
My hands are raised and I'm bowed to one knee.
Releasing all that I've kept secret.

My streaming tears leave a path of stain.
I call upon my shield, the lifter of my head,
Begging for Him to take away my pain,
To cover me in the blood that He shed.

He is my refuge and strength, my help in time of need.
Holding my hand through every trial and test,
Healing my wounds when they bleed,
In Him i find my comfort and rest.

Though my world's a chaotic smear,
I take the shield of faith and begin to fight.
All the darkness begins to sear,
While I'm holding His hand tight.

As the tears begin to subside,
And the peace settles in,
My soul no longer tries to hide,
The beauty within.

I emerge from the past that led me astray,
And shake oppression from my heart.
I humble myself and pray,
And thank Him for my fresh start.

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