A Question
A Question
Should I just give up or quit?
The heart is torn and split.
What if I did not share?
Who but God is there to care?
When will He open the door?
Is God there to do more?
When its time to debate
then I give up to fate?
Give me power to overcome.
I‘m tired of eating crumbs.
Have you left me alone?
You’re up high on a throne!
Did I not obey the call?
Where did it fail or fall?
Was it I and not you?
How can I fill the shoes?
Grant unto me your peace
for I need doubt to cease.
Fix the torn heart of grief,
heal this heart of unbelief.
By tiptoe
Copyright © Deborah Russell | Year Posted 2016
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