The Abode of Comfort
There’s a bump in the road and I need Your abode
There’s a bump in the road and I want Your abode
Here’s a helping hand if you need to unload your load
There’s God’s right hand if you ever need to tread His road
Let me show you your land of lovely liberty as it draws near
Let discouragement disappear like a night’s nightmare
You and I will be brave and embrace cheer
Soon enough, you will be set free from here
Hey, don’t worry…
Please don’t fret...
Try to be happy…
With no regret…
I whisper words of comfort to you
Do you recall the things we used to do?
You remind me of someone I used to know
Sorry I caused you pain and made you low
You need not mention the past and the mistakes made along with it
I didn’t mean to hold on to unhappiness
If we can both smile for a while, I’d be so delighted I must admit
In God’s timing, He will discard our distress
Sorry for the actions I’ve made so heartlessly
Sorry for the distractions I set my mind to these days
Sorry for preserving this heart of worthless vanity
Sorry that I’ve disappointed you so in so many ways
I believe
The reason we get hurt
By past circumstances is because
We can become stronger as we move forward
We aren’t able to mend all wounds in a heartbeat – that’s God’s job!
I blame it on the heat of the moment
I blame it on the times I spent recklessly
I blame it on the depths of my despair
I blame it on my messed-up melody
Let anxiety and distress go
Hold on to what matters
You should know
Happiness is priceless
Be rich in joy and poor in envy
Grieve no more and shake off the tension and dread please
But, there are moments when I get so insecure
But, then…God somehow finds me a cure
I shouldn’t doubt, I shouldn’t fear anymore for sure
Millions of hardships I’ve come to endure
I will be able to hold up the shameless shield of mere triumph
I wish to replace fear with cheer
I wish I could have faith God draws near
I wish for Your comfort, for I have a need for it
I wish for Your comfort, for I have a want for it
I see my reflection in this mirror of lies
I hear my silent cries as time flies
Sorry for the actions I thoughtlessly made out of impulse
Being the way I am was due to stubborn pride
At least I’m being honest, Father
Not a perfect person,
But I try…
I need Your comfort…
Ah, yes I need it!
I need Your comfort…
I want it – I admit!
I blame it on the heat of the moment
For carelessly saying words I don’t mean to say
I have to climb inside His tranquil tent
And seek His extraordinary Word every night and day
There’s a bump in the road and I need Your abode
There’s a bump in the road and I want Your abode
There’s a bump in the road and I need somewhere to rest my weary head
I have yet to gain insight and strength from Your splendid haven, so that I won’t feel numb with dread
Forever, You make me feel like I belong
Even when life feels a little off or wrong
You understand my human nature disease all too well
You’re healing me and in darkness, I no longer dwell
Still, I’m guilty for letting you down all along by my rebellious tendencies
Pardon my downfalls and let me forgive myself just like You have to me
Sometimes, I feel like an empty notebook when I don’t rely on You at ease
Self-control and patience is a lifelong lesson I have come to believe, You see?
Your abode gives me solaced sanctuary in times of tribulation
Lord, make me feel whole as I whisper meditative supplication
I’m lost without Your confident humility engulfed in my Spirit
I’m a confused coward without Your bravery and selfless wit
I need to wash away the many thoughts in mind that make me drift away
I need Your benevolence to give me an immaculate frame of mind
I need Your abode of comfort to reinforce goodwill without any dismay
Leave behind the regrets that serve as obstacles that aren’t so kind
Copyright © J.W. Earnings | Year Posted 2017
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