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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