He Is Able
Why can't you just help me
In my time of need
You would always go to her
And give her a hand
Many A time
I cried much too often
The thoughts of you
Too painful to bear
But He is so kind to me
His smile
reaching the depths of my heart
Unlike you could
I smile back now.
My laughter bubbles up
as He guides me through rigorous paths
Healing the wounds of my soul.
Yes,
I speak of my one and only
Jesus
who loves me more than anyone would ever have,
And more than you possibly could.
Copyright © Ejikeme Etudo | Year Posted 2025
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