Tuesday, September 21, 2021

Your Command


 

I try to see through fog

I wonder, where's Your hand?

I try to see through mist

But it is Your command.


And I search though rainfall

I grapple through dark night

And I pear through teardrops

I wander without light. 


I reach into the dark

You grab me, by Your hand

I sob into the night

But by Your grace, I stand. 





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