Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Lack attack

Give me your great peace and take all my distress
Please don't let me add to the puzzle in the mess

If I could dream of answers or whisper things to come
Absolutely certain where the thoughts are from

She did not dance because I laughed
Fear of being thought of as better halfed

My walk is heavy when I carry my sack
Lacking the faith to remove it from my back

I've walked alone and learned to do it well
Remembering each bruise and how or where I fell

I never got back up by my own hand alone
Never made a blossom from all the seeds I've thrown

The Lord will be victorious and all will turn out right
Even when the devil taunts me in the middle of the night

There is only one person who truly understands
Especially when it contradicts everything I've planned

He asks nothing more than for us to make a stand
While letting him determine and giving up demand

I cannot get over a woman runs from love
Or plainly spoken words that come from God above

Lord take my pain and show me what to do
I want this for myself but only if it's true

I have tried everything to deny the power of your will
The hardest thing I've done is just keep standing still

Please give me your peace and take away my stress
Allow me find the answers in the midst of my great mess

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