Holding on
tight, tight, tight
knuckles white
Flat tire
late for work
tears want to roll
can't let them start
Payed too much
honest Angela
can't help but come clean
Waiting for
a judge to say
"you must pay"
wrong check won't mislead, I pray
Wednesday group
lots of friends
get together and tell me what I bad writer I am
say it's with love but too hurt to hear
I try to imagine what it used to be like
before I was holding on so tight
Another day
another week
I feel so gray
I feel so weak
Trust He is there
thank Him through the pain
hold tight to my faith
hold tight to His promise of grace
Friends can see it
can't hide it anymore
to tired to care
all that I bare
Praying for peace
praying for relief
will this just cease
these moments of grief
Comfort will come
the good book says
in His right timing
in His perfect grace
And so I will wait
through this difficult storm
to the other side
where I will safe, dry and warm
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