He Sees Me
There is a soul that He doth see
It lies buried deep within
Who can see through my sullen eyes
The fatigue, the fear, the deception.
I held it close for fear of those
Seeing raw, obvious truth
For once can I let it go? No…
I might try, but trust now needs to flow.
His eyes pierced through my aching cell
I exchange my truth for His
Fear all at once leaves my heart, oh!
What joy I feel, “‘tis well with my soul!”
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