No help will come from man

In existential despair, I searched far and wide For solace and succor, to alleviate my inner tide But mortal hands, though well-intentioned, proved frail And human aid, like shifting sands, inevitably failed The ephemeral nature of earthly support Left me vulnerable, to life's tumultuous assault The fallibility of men, a stark, harsh truth revealed That no terrestrial anchor, my soul's depths could heal But then, I lifted eyes, to heaven's gate And called upon Yahusha, my soul's eternal weight In Him, I found a Rock, unshaken and unmoved A Refuge from life's storms, where my heart could improve His unwavering presence, a beacon in the night Illuminated paths, where darkness took flight His promises, like precious gems, beyond compare A treasure trove of hope, beyond mortal care No human hand, can stay the tempest's might But Yahusha's grasp, holds fast, through endless night No earthly anchor, can moor my soul's dark sea But His steadfast love, anchors me, eternally In Him, I find my strength, my guiding light My soul's confidant, through life's plodding fight No human aid, can match His divine might Yahusha, alone, has my back, through darkest night.