Seven Days

 Monday I cried, but I don't know why..

Tuesday I pondered, about the promises that died.

Wednesday I awoke, to the clouds of grey..

Thursday I was burdened, so I knelt to pray.

Friday I smiled, at the birds on my gate..

Saturday I feasted, from a table of hate.

Sunday I was grateful, for the week that was past..

As into the deep, my faith was cast.


Seven days, the Lord kept me..

Seven ways, my eyes did see.

Seven nights, I slept alone..

Seven times, He soothed my bone.


A week ahead, for abundant life..

A week ahead, to be a wife.

Hope in God, is all I need..

Hope in God, is a blessed seed.


Where I am going, I do not know..

But the grace of God, is what will grow.

As seven days, await my faith..

I pray my heart, will bear the weight.


 

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