Saturday, March 28, 2009

Then all will be well with my Soul

Sight Unseen
Out of my being
Lost within
Struggling with sin
Unable to speak the words
That fill my mind so
And make my heart blue
Words unheard
Shaking with Bearden
Needing peace
Pain that wont cease
Unable to hear Your voice
Afraid of wrong choice
Week in my own self
Needing Your strength
If to hear Your voice
See Your face
And feel Your warm embrace
Then all will be well with my soul.

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