I Cry Out
I cry out, I cry out,
I cry out to my Lord
The pieces of my life
Lie like glass on the floor
I gather them up
With shaking fingers
But they cut my hands
And the pain of it lingers
Till I toss them down
In sudden despair
And open my eyes
To see You standing there...
You quietly catch
The shards in Your hands
And look deeply into my eyes
You whisper, "My child,
Ignore all these demands
And spend time with Me for a while.
Yes there are things to do
But more importantly YOU
Need to walk with the Healer right now."
You guide me to a path
I'd never find on my own
And just listen as I tell of how I feel
With each confession
Of struggle and pain
You reach out Your hand and heal
Till my voice is worn out
But I'm ready to shout
"PRAISE GOD FOR MY SAVIOR AND LORD!"
copyright 1999 C.A.
Email: joyinthelord@hotmail.com
