I am lost; trapped in a place not designed for me
My ankles are weighted to the grazing ground yet my arms hang loosely
so although its as if i cant run
my hands can still lift up to praise my number one
but i let the now hold me back
i allow myself to falter and tremble and succumb to this attack
i allow myself to cry helplessly
as the enemy laughs recklessly
at the havoc created
and my inability to erase it
I avert my eyes instead of trying to face it
That Jesus Christ is my Saviour,
and despite unrighteous, disobedient behavior
I am a recipient of an undying love
something so rare its beyond the simple human intellect
An amazing grace that brings you to tears when you reflect
as i'm doing now, on how God wins all battles
leaving the enemies shook up like baby rattles
forcing them to slither back to their darkened pit
I owe God my life. Yes father i admit!
As my eyes water and my voice shakes i lift up my arms to receive my grace
i open my heart to restore my Kings place
and i exhale at the sound of
"yes child, with me you are safe"
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