How can I tell you?
How can I tell you, Lord,
That you seem far away
And every time I start to pray
You don’t seem to be there?
How can I tell you, Lord,
Sometimes I fear
You may be just a thought
That my imagination
Likes to feel is real
When it is not?
How can I tell you, Lord,
I don’t know how to pray,
When others seem so sure,
So certain and secure
In their relationship with you?
How can I tell you, Lord,
I feel so poor
When others grow so large
In their devotion year by year
While I stay small?
How can I tell you, Lord,
I feel so useless?
What have I done for you?
I hear of others’ deeds
And words and wonders
Yet here it seems
My days are passed
In little profit to your cause.
How can I tell you, Lord?
I’d like to go
Right back
Beginning once again
And start the path afresh.
“My strength is made perfect in weakness.” 2 Corinthians 12:9
Copyright © John Puckett | Year Posted 2024
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