When I Hurt

It is God who arms me with strength 
and makes my way perfect. 
He makes my feet like the feet of the deer; 
he enables me to stand on the heights. 
--Psalm 18:32-33 

When I'm in pain, 
and it seems like 
no one understands; 
when it has gotten exhausting 
to even talk about the way 
I sometimes feel, 
I remember God. 
Others may turn their 
back on me, 
but He never will. 
I don't need to explain 
nothing to Him. 
He knows how I feel 
and he's willing to heal, 
He can see what's in my heart 
my God is never in the dark 
I will continue to Lean on Him. 
and Put my faith in Him only 
He promised that He would 
never forsake me 
and this is something I will always believe
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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