Father, here I am
exposed
my petitions laid out before You
as a day of uncertainty is dawning
It is You whom I trust
not I
I grow weary at the slightest task
Your strength endures
My heart is heavy with my will
it longs to delight in Yours
though You remain silent
the peace from Your faithfulness
calms my restless mind
Speak into my being
I beg You
search me
reveal where faith is lacking
I trust You
my Savior
I need You
my Deliverer
This world and all of its wickedness
has filled my dreams throughout the night
until I awoke
heart pounding
gasping for a breath of truth
Here I am
pensive
deficient
exhausted from a night of wrestling darkness
I come to this place
before dawn
between sleep and the demands of the day
my quiet sanctuary
Where else would I go
my King
my Lord
my Redeemer
You are all there is
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Joy, this is truly beautiful. You should do more of these. Absolutely lovely and truly from your heart and soul.
Thank you so much.
I wish I could do more of these. They only come to me at certain times. I appreciate your encouragement.
Of course dear girl. 🙂
I never have been able to write poetry, but this is EXACTLY how I have been feeling about my quiet time lately. Thanks!
Thank you, Nancy.
I’m so glad you could relate.