Have I Not Troubled Enough
My day begins from crying, Tears like rivers flowing from my eyes, My stomach aches with pains that never cease, A constant reminder of my inner turmoil and cries. My mind cycles with worries every day, A never-ending loop of fears and doubts, Lord, my bones are weak, my strength's decayed, I have become the laughing matter of my own doubts. Looked down at, used, mocked, abandoned, and forsaken, I've walked through valleys of shadows and pain, But still I call to You, Omniscient God, Omnipresent, Eli Elohim, hear my desperate, heartfelt claim. May You intervene, Omni potent God, with Your mighty hand, Lift me from the depths of my despair and pain, Turn my tears to triumph, my fears to faith, And make my brokenness whole again. In Your presence, I find my strength, my peace, my rest, Though troubles surround, I trust in Your loving test, For in my weakness, Your power's made complete, Have I not troubled enough, Lord? Yet I seek Your seat.
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