Poetry
Quiet sobs in the night,
"Why does it have to be me?
I'm tired and cannot fight!"
Father, did You not say
That You would give me
My the desire of my heart?
Father, did You not say
That I would lack no good thing?
Why then, is there pain in my heart?
Why do I not have the desire of my heart?
Why must I suffer so?
You know I have given You my all,
You know I have obeyed Your call.
You know I have done all
You have asked of me.
I delighted myself in my God
But He took from me
The desire of my heart!
Father, did You not say
That I would not be ashamed?
Father, did You not say
That You would watch over me?
Yet people have mocked me,
They conspire to destroy me.
I am forsaken and alone!
Quiet sobs in the night,
"Why does it have to be me?
I'm tired and cannot fight!"
But I worship the God Who died for me,
Who denied Himself to redeem me!
Quiet sobs in the night
Echoed that terrible night
When my Saviour sweat drops of blood
To wipe away my salty tears.
He died so He would live in me.
When I remember Your love, O Lord
When I remember Your sacrifice
When I remember that today
I am not alone
Because that day, You were left alone
I am surrounded by Your love.
I remember that day, when I went
To the waters to be buried with You.
When I remember Lord, that it is
No longer I who live,
I am flooded with joy and Your peace.
For the dead feel no pain.
For I am dead in You, dead to the world
Dead to my very self.
For it is in dying that
I am truly alive
For now, Christ lives in me!
At the altar Lord,
I lay down my pride
(What have I to be proud of?)
I lay down my desires
(What have I to hold onto?)
I lay down my all
(What have I more precious than You?)
This day Lord I deny myself
This day Lord I crucify myself
That I may remain in You.
All that my heart now desires
Is in You.
Quiet sobs in the night
Now disturb the quiet
But sobbing now with
Tears of joy and thankfulness
For all that He has done for me.
He gave me more
Than my heart desired
When I burnt my desires at His feet.
He has given me honour and a crown
When I burnt my pride
At His feet.
Quiet mirth in the night
Now rends the air
As I see all that my Lord has done
When I denied myself
And took up my cross
To follow Him and Him alone!
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What have i, more precious than You ! Beautiful truth in this poem. Keep writing.
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