Tuesday, August 21, 2007

1:53 Prayer

In this certian abyss;
I sure cannot find much coveted peace.

Father, please don't shy away;
Guide me with your words; not be astray.

Remind me that You are sovereign;
And in all ways, You reign.

That to You I should lean on;
And die to myself from now on.

Your promises, I yearn;
To completely trust you, I still learn.

Your goodness, I am in awe;
You bless me even in my low.

I thank you for the conflicts;
These works; In you I stick;

In times, I almost rue;
Lift and love me still; oh, that's what you do.

Tomorrow, I know there's more;
I'll tuck my fears; with me is my Creator.