His Power
I petitioned God in prayer
With angry words ... I cried out
He bowed down His ear to me
Then, in one single touch He sent me
Falling prostrate on the floor
He reached down from on high
And took hold of me
He drew me out of the deep waters
Waters in which I was drowning
From my own tears they grew
With One mighty finger
He penetrated deep within my chest
And melted my hardened heart
As I lay depleted before Him
He raised me up
Seeing the darkness that had encompassed me
Humbly and shaken I sat at His feet
For He saw my fearfulness
He felt my anguish
My tears He wiped away with tenderness
My sobs were felt in His heart
His voice was heard in my spirit
Together we were bound in oneness
As His arms enveloped me and
His peace fell abundantly upon me
He is my hiding place
He will protect me from trouble
And surround me with songs of deliverance
His power is made perfect in my weakness
His grace is sufficient for me
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