Sunday, June 2, 2013

I know trouble

I know trouble by its name
Many troubles it's a shame
Stormy clouds so dark and grey
These many storms won't go away
Save me now Lord I pray
So tired of troubles
Many troubles it's a shame
I know trouble by its name
A child that dies at his birth
Another struggling to stay on earth
Surgeries mounting like a plaque
Please take this pain oh Lord I beg
I fall to my knees and ask why
These accursed trials just won't die
For even my worst enemy shouldn't have to go through
A pain that's much deeper than the ocean blue
Yet in all this there is one direction to go
Forward into the future you know
Though I be pressed on all sides
I will not yield to these troubles
For what trouble is as grand as God
What accursed infirmity can stand before him
Things may never go as planned
But this to shall pass
For I know trouble
And trouble never lasts

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