Monday, March 31, 2014

Worn



I am weary. I am tired.
My patience is wearing thin.
I only wish to go to bed 
And start the day again.

You told me You delight in me.
I know that I am blessed.
It's hard to lift my eyes to You.
I'm aching for Your rest.

I want to know the answers.
I want to shine Your light.
I can hardly hold the lantern. 
It's been a lonely night.

Father, even when I'm worn,
You know my longing heart.
Eventually the dawn will come,
And a brand new day will start.

3-17-14

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