Oh no, here I go deep into the down…
my soul disheartened and disquieted, my face frowned.
I'm blessed my Lord, filled with knowing what I have…for I have reason after reason to dance as a freed calf.
And still my heart is aching for that which is lacking… there are also reasons why my countenance hears sadness clapping.
I am grateful, though,for this season of struggle and pain...
we are privileged to suffer with Him in all areas of disdain.
Renewing is what He calls our thoughts to do, this truth is the same regardless the issue.
The lonely times of weary and ache are for His to take...
ours is to temporarily embrace then to release again, all for His glorious sake.
The hope is here, it emerges...
my heart and mind are filled as His abounding grace surges.
Time and time again, He is the lifter of my head...
nourishing my soul with His living water and bread.
Suffering all around breaks my heart, leaves me hurting for things that are undone,
out of my control …
nothing I can do but surrender my loved ones and all their concerns into His almighty Soul.
I want to understand why there is abuse and torture in this world...
remnants of bruises and scars left by tormented souls, twisted and knurled.
Time to move forward, to shake off our heavy and broken weight...
instead we must cleave to His complete Holy Estate
He will heal, tend and mend, that we can guarantee...
for no matter what, He who is able is also the God who sees.
my soul disheartened and disquieted, my face frowned.
I'm blessed my Lord, filled with knowing what I have…for I have reason after reason to dance as a freed calf.
And still my heart is aching for that which is lacking… there are also reasons why my countenance hears sadness clapping.
I am grateful, though,for this season of struggle and pain...
we are privileged to suffer with Him in all areas of disdain.
Renewing is what He calls our thoughts to do, this truth is the same regardless the issue.
The lonely times of weary and ache are for His to take...
ours is to temporarily embrace then to release again, all for His glorious sake.
The hope is here, it emerges...
my heart and mind are filled as His abounding grace surges.
Time and time again, He is the lifter of my head...
nourishing my soul with His living water and bread.
Suffering all around breaks my heart, leaves me hurting for things that are undone,
out of my control …
nothing I can do but surrender my loved ones and all their concerns into His almighty Soul.
I want to understand why there is abuse and torture in this world...
remnants of bruises and scars left by tormented souls, twisted and knurled.
Time to move forward, to shake off our heavy and broken weight...
instead we must cleave to His complete Holy Estate
He will heal, tend and mend, that we can guarantee...
for no matter what, He who is able is also the God who sees.
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