You Are My Light

The blows fell on and on today,

Not one or two or three.
They brought me from standing with pride
To bow on bended knee,
But not because I’m broken now,
In spirit or in mien.
I bow in prayer to Thank You, Lord,
For walking me through pain.
 
The world is not a gentle place,
But You are always here,
And if You stand beside me, Lord,
There’s nothing I should fear.
 
Psalm 27:1
The Lord is my light and my salvation--whom shall I fear?