My joy is gone.
Where has the one that provides it gone to?
He is out of my sight, beyond my spectrum
His demeanor has grown cold towards me.
How can I stay afloat in this tar I've dived into?
How can I be cleansed from this dirt I have swam in?
My heart in pain has no hope to cling to.
I am beyond my own understanding.
He is rich in love and mercy.
He is pure beyond head to toe.
He molds and mends the broken hearts.
He guides the lost that are wicked.
My Redeemer will come.
My Savior will rescue me.
When will He come?
I must trust in His timing.
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