August 20, 2016
By , Eaton, CO

Sometime I cry myself to sleep,
sometimes I barely help but to weep
When the darkness closes in
all I can remember is my sin
I tell myself they all hate me,
I’m all caught up and don’t feel free
So what shall I do,
well the only thing I know how to
I’ll look to You
and hold Your hand,
even though it’s to me You ran
I’ll cry to You my God and King,
to You I will forever sing
Even in my darkest days,
even when the light seems to fade,
to You farewell I’ll never bade
Sometimes I feel You roar in me,
sometimes I don’t fail to see,
but always I’ll remember that I am free

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