Bitter At Times

 I am a child of promise.

And of this I am really proud.

For above all the rest, I was put through a test.

So today, I can finally rest.


With praises I sing, with joy in my heart.

For the barren is no longer sad.

From deep down inside, I carry the tide.

To fulfill my forever guide.


When opportunities come, I know it's because....

I waited for the Word that was said.

I endured with patience and prayer, on my knees.

In honour of the One, who sees.


Once when I thirst, I drank from the cup...

By faith that my heart might sup.

Though bitter at times, I determined to find.

The gift that was said to be mine.




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