My Lord, my Father,
I'm on my knees.
I'm so filled with disappointment,
anger and frustrations.
God I'm to weak,
Ive relied on myself for so long.
Darkness and failure,
that's all I see.
But Lord,
I praise you!
God,
you allow me to come back.
I can feel your sweet embrace,
I can feel your mighty hands!
I'm safe amidst your presence,
and Lord, you fill my cup!
As I fall on my face,
Oh Lord bring sweet revival!
Shatter my heart to pieces,
And put me back together.
Here I am Lord,
use me!
Author notes
This year really has been a struggle, but God is good, and I do feel Him bringing me back :-). That is a good feeling, no doubt!
A contest entry
- Three Options by Learning2PaintYou.
575 points, ended November 29, 2008, 43 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I know He willl answer your prayer. Good work my friend. Thanks for this powerful work!
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Thank you for your entry. Congratulations on making it to the preliminary finalist list. I wish you the best of luck in my contest.
I love that this poem is a true cry to God. It's heartfelt and I can see that.
I love the way that you've closed this poem, "Here I am Lord, / use me!" That's wonderful. It's great that you want to be used by God. I admire that.
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