Saturday, February 8, 2014

You, Second



What kind of faith does it take
Before I can find real joy
Will you bring a smile to my face?
One that is real, eclipsed upon my heart? 

Why does it haunt me now 
This fleshly sorrow
Why does it tear me apart
Inside, so much I have had to swallow

Can I live like the others?
Bound only to you? 
I seek to find passion for Your purpose
I can't do it with these tears.

I might find it soon
I might see it later
I might have to give it up
... that thought I cannot bear. 

In this I fail You daily
Because I have no strength
Because the love I seek
Is human first, and You second. 

Hear this pathetic cry
From a shattered body and soul
I have no courage to hand this 
Over to You. 

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