Here and now you’ll hear my lament,
but mistake it not for discouragement.
Just eyes that see what it’s all about,
and a heart feeling pain, then crying out.
I’m tired of those who lie and who conspire,
seeking to drag others through the mire.
Tired of trusting and being burned,
of hoping that their hearts have turned.
Of people too who just can’t see
this is not the world Father wished it to be.
That there are forces at work greater than we
and from all forms of evil we should flee.
I pray and I pray, I write and I write,
hoping that something might just might,
reach their hearts and spark a flame;
for Yahweh’s glory and in Christ Jesus’ name.
Through times that I’m tired, even weary,
I see Father’s light so very clearly.
Shining brightly and showing The Way,
bringing me strength come what may.
Running, running and not worn out,
Father is always there without a doubt.
Gently, patiently, She guides me in this race
“Keep moving forward daughter, you’re under grace.”
Christ never promised a path that would be easy,
and I continue to pray that in Her sight I’m pleasing,
I will never tire of doing what is right,
I will always reach for Father's light.