You have searched me, LORD.
You do know me.
You know when I sit.
You know when I cry.
You know when I smile.
You know when I hide.
You know when I doubt you.
You know when I lie
To say I'm okay
Then I just want to die.
You know that I struggle
To believe what you say.
You know how hard it is
To think I am well made.
I feel broken and messed up
Living life in the gray
Because I'm too defective
To speak up and pray.
I'm a burden, a defect,
And I listen to lies
That ruin how I see
Myself through my eyes.
I am searched, I am known,
You say from on high.
I'm a failure and alone,
I hear and I cry.
You have searched me, LORD.
You do know me.
You created the core
Of who I am.
Knitting me,
Stitch by stitch,
With your loving hands.
Everything you do,
Everything you make
Is beautiful.
Wonderful.
Fearfully made.
Deep in my heart
I know this is true.
LORD silence my doubts
That I may praise you.
YOU ARE READING
Hallelujah
De TodoA collection of my poems written in worship of God the Father and our Lord Jesus Christ throughout my childhood and into my teen and adult years. Compiled as I found them in my many, many journals; no particular order to the poems.
