I'Ve Fallen, But I Can Get Up

When haven't we fallen as He reminds us of that plank in our eye
It is because of His Calling that we can get back up on one knee
There gathering up our thoughts He reaches out with His Hands
Everything that one has ever sought for only the Lord Understands

How time so quickly past never seeming to get for what we yearn
So hard to break out of such a cast when one is so inept to learn
Rising back up on one's own feet the wonder of how I ever did that
But this was not of my own feat in so leaving where I had once sat 

Over and over again, standing there, His Two open Pierced Hands
As for all men does Our Lord so care for all of us He understands
But next time we're not going to fall in not straying from His Side
As when it is your name He does call there are few places to hide

Having now understood all of this those falls might happen a lot less
For the point that many will miss is that it is only He who can Bless
When He lifts you up on your feet at first you may wonder a little bit
It's all in knowing you are incomplete, the first thing one must admit 

2 Samuel 22:31
As for God, his way is perfect; the word of the LORD is tried:
he is a buckler to all them that trust in him
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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