In Doubt
Oh Lord, I pray with all my might
That things will turn and go just right
I sit and fret of what will become
Sometimes lose faith and barely hang on.
I tell myself, why are you in doubt
Ask the Lord, ask the Lord I shout
I should look to the brightness of day
To take all my problems away.
I should not let the darkness within
Precious moments do not come again
Waste of negativity on the mind
Life is passing a moment at a time.
For tomorrow is not promised to any one
We learn of love and joy as we go along
Trials and tribulations will come each day
We are blessed and must trust in His way.
4/13/13
copyright@PhyllisBabcock 2013
Copyright © Phyllis Babcock | Year Posted 2013
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