When
this life weighs heavy on me
And
grief drags at my heart,
I
find myself down on my knees
Praying
for a new start.
But
maybe what I really need
Is
an old start, once more.
It
could be childhood’s heart of joy
That
I need to restore.
In
childhood, faith was easier,
But
as the years went by
My
faith’s been tested more than once,
And
I have learned to cry.
Yet
when I lift a tearful face
To
rejoice in Your name,
Somehow
the faith, I thought was lost,
Is,
once more, mine to claim.
Lord,
when this life weighs heavily,
Remind
me I’m Your child
And
let my faith flow boundlessly
That
my joy may run wild.
Luke
18:17
Truly,
I say to you, whoever does not receive the kingdom of God like a child shall
not enter it.”
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