Helpless
Lord, I feel so helpless
With the problems that I face today.
I don’t know what to do with them,
So I just pray that they will go away.
If by chance they cling to me,
I pray that you will give me grace
To go through these troubles and trials,
And to endure to the end of life’s race.
Copyright © Betty Harp Butler | Year Posted 2016
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