Often life gets hard,
And burdens are heavy to bear.
Friends go their own way,
And no one seems to care.
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Trouble comes from every side.
Weariness takes its toll,
As fiery darts from satan,
Try to vex my soul.
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Winds of sorrow blow ‘round me,
And tears fill my eyes.
So, I fall on my knees,
With my hands raised toward the skies.
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I cry, “Dear Lord, I’m hurting.”
“Hear my humble plea.”
“I’m no match for satan.”
“Please rescue me.”
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“Without You I’m nothing.”
“I am only dust.”
“Ah, but I have a loving Master,”
“In Whom I can put my trust!”
I remember His words of promise,
And I’m comforted after all!
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He said, “Many are the afflictions,”
“Of the righteous.”
“But, the Lord delivereth,”
“ Him from them all!”
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Robert F. Dotson © 2009
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