Here I Am
I’m sat here again, but unsure of why I came
Have I forgotten Jesus healed the sick and the lame?
I want to be in His presence, wanted to draw near
But unsure if my tearful prayer He will hear
Wanted to reach out and touch the hem of His garment
To hold the hand of Him who from heaven was sent
Wanted to hear Him say ‘my daughter your sins I have forgiven’
And I am He, the One who was crucified and now risen
I’m here as your Abba Father, I am here as your friend
I am He that when you’re all alone, my presence you can depend
I am He who will blot out your transgressions, I am He who truly cares
I am He that when you need a shoulder to cry on, I am there
I’m sat here again, but unsure of why I’m here
Have I forgotten that on Jesus I can draw near?
I’m sat here watching, filled with envy as I do
Just wanting to worship just as like you
But my mind is trapped, occupied on other things
Thinking of my woes as the sacred songs the people sing
I want the reason I came to manifest into reality
Oh Lord help my mind and take the focus off me
For it’s not based on my feelings, although each week I do forget
I have so much to thank you for, I cannot repay my debt
I’m sat here again, but I am sure of why I arrived
To give praise and honour to my Saviour who for me died.
Copyright © Michelle Bailey | Year Posted 2014
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