From out of the pit I cried.
Lord help me- you know I’ve tried,
To walk this path from day to day
Doing my best to do it your way.
This journey Lord seems hard and long.
I know I can’t make it on my own.
Lord I’ve tried time after time.
Sometimes I feel like I’m losing my mind.
Lord I’m crying from out of this pit.
I’m even writing while I’m in it.
Lord this is a cold and lonely place.
Lord help me to feel your loving grace.
From out of this pit I’m crying for others.
I’m crying Lord for the hurting mothers.
I’m even writing to help strengthen others.
From out of this pit- I present you to my brothers.
This poor man cried, and the Lord heard him, and saved
him out of all his troubles.
I'm working on book 3- This came to me as a title..From Out of the Pit-I cried: Poetry from
a mother's Heart..Nothing written in stone yet just brainstorming.
All is well just working on prayers and poems to fit the theme.