She cries out to you and you hear hear cry,
surely you will deliver her from all her troubles.
You are close to her and you saved her,
even when she was brokenhearted and harbored a crushed spirit.
Thank you that your grace will always be enough for her and me too.
Without it, who even could stand?
Or, attempt to demand rights, or justice?
May she gladly boast in her weaknesses because they show your power.
Your power to save.
Your power to help.
Your power to make right.
Your power to justify.
Your power to cleanse.
Your power to reign.
So we fix our eyes on things unseen, so that on that day we will see and
rejoice in the sights and sounds of your glorious appearance
About the Creator
Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. Aspiring licensed mental health counselor. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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