A chapter in the book Last
I walked along the banks of life
just cursing God for all my strife.
I felt that I was all alone...
that He ignored my prayerful moans.
I thought His ears were closed to me
and with His eyes, He'd never see
the pain and suffering that I felt
through all the blows I thought He'd dealt.
But then I noticed those 'round me
that could not hear, some could not see.
And yet they praised the Lord I cursed.
They still believed, and put Him first.
My eyes were opened, I could hear.
He took away my doubt and fear.
I still have pain and troubled days
but, I'm the one who changed my ways.
Now, praising Him, I start each hour
just swimming in His holy power.
There are some days, I will confess,
I put 'me' first and praise Him less.
But I remembered what was said
by multitudes of those He led...
He knows the number of each hair,
each bird that falls, because He cares.
He knows my heart before I speak,
He knows relief from which I seek,
He knows my steps before I walk,
He knows my words before I talk.
My Lord will always watch o'er me
and grant me what I need to be-
a follow'r, faithful, tried and true,
through pain and sorrow, laughter, too.
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