Through the stages of my life
I've encounter disappointment, rejection, persecution and strife
Many times I've questioned
My father up above what's the purpose of this all?
Praying you will answer my call..
I've confessed all these things to you
Searching and a seeking answers for the truth
What is the meaning of this?
Why am I constantly crying over all I miss?
Why was I chosen for this mission you've set forth?
A purpose, a plan for me given at birth..
So much pain I've endure
Remembering the tears night after night to you I've poured!
Crying out loud: Jesus I need thee more!
I don't always understand thy will and purpose for me on this land
Despite the confusion, struggles you've constructed a plan
Allowing me to know my life is in your hand.
There are so many situations that comes to my rememberance
Times I thank you for a second chance..
People who've done me wrong
With each let down I sang unto you a song
Rejection from different kinds of men
And those who said they were my friend!
Words spoken to me to lower my self-esteem
Have caused me at times to be bitter and mean!
Then there were those I opened my heart to
Instead of handling with care
Each one broke it into pieces
Everytime dear God it gets harder to bear..
I'm still standing strong
Wondering how much more? and how long?
Will I continue to experience this tremendous agony inside
Constantly crying out God why?
Why do this always happen to me
All I want is to be loved and understood, don't you see?
All I've asked please don't judge me, be honest and accept me for who I am!
So you may have meant it for my bad
And at times my countenance is sad
Inside my soul it is well for this I can be glad..
You are the source of my strength
No matter how trying or long the length
I will not cause my faith to sink!
I will not be persuaded to give up
Because I know with you I have more than enough!
I will not allow my negative thoughts to plague my mind
Because my life has been unfair and unkind
I will not become bitter through my testings
If I do it will hinder the out pour of your blessings
So though I may feel broken and bruised
For my heart has been torn and misused
I may not feel like praising him but I will lift my voice and sing
And always remember there's:
A reason for everything!
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