Now I lay me down to sleep,
I Feel like a forgotten sheep.
I sometimes don’t want to awake
In hopes to not feel my heart ache.
For deep inside I feel so lost,
Can’t bear the heaviness of my cross.
Surely there has to be much more,
A place where there’s an open door.
I feel the dryness in my bones
In deep solitude, all alone.
The walls around me closing in,
Why have I been born into sin?
The tears that fall no one can see,
Will someone come to rescue me?
Is this the price I have to pay?
I ask the Potter in dismay.
To whom else shall I go appeal?
If you’re the God that is so real.
For unto you do I confess,
In hopes that you hear me profess.
If you do call me as your own,
Please tenderize my heart of stone.
If I am truly the work of thy hand,
& if you really have a plan.
Show me the way that I should go,
And heal the cause of my sorrow.
Please let me feel your tender touch,
If it’s not asking for too much.
And breathe your breath of life upon,
The part of me that is withdrawn.
And if I face another day,
Just lead me on the proper way.
Now I lay me down to sleep,
As you surround me with your peace.
& if tomorrow I awaken,
I know that I won’t be forsaken.
Because the sight of new daybreaks,
Assures me you don’t make mistakes.
Amen
Revelation 7:17
For the Lamb at the center of the throne will be their shepherd; he will lead them to springs of living water. And God will wipe away every tear from their eyes."
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