I
try not to give in to grief,
To
sorrow, self-pity,
Or
any of the weaknesses
That
sometimes follow me.
Some
days I feel them weigh me down,
And
I cannot shake free.
I’m
terrified that I’ll get lost
In
grief and misery.
But
I call out to You in faith,
You
hold me in my fears
Until
I can stand strong again
Without
the bitter tears.
I
know that grief is part of life,
As
it will always be,
But,
Lord, if I know You are there
That
grief cannot break me.
Psalm
31:9
Be
merciful to me, Lord, for I am in distress; my eyes grow weak with sorrow, my
soul and body with grief.
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