The burden that I carry is so heavy on my back,
I am stumbling as I try to move forward, it is strength I lack.
Down again I fall as these trials get me down,
If only someone would help me get my life turned around.
I cry to the Lord, please help me, but He seems nowhere in sight.
My path is oh so dark, like the blackness of the night.
I cry again for hope, a faint cry that seems so weak.
The lying voice inside my head’s so loud I can’t hear You speak.
You say, “be still” and come to Me and lay it at Your feet,
I cannot seem to let it go, I’m afraid my expectations You won’t meet.
Oh how I wish to raise my head and say I will obey
But fear has got me in its’ grip, and on the ground I lay.
Get up my child, you gently say. Get up and take my hand
I will work out all your trials, just not the way you planned.
I wove it all together before you were in the womb.
I paved the way so you’d be free, I even cleared the tomb.
So trust my child, I Am The Way. I will not let you down.
I Am The Truth , it is not a lie, I can turn your life around.
I Am The Life you seek to know, the path that sets you free,
I want so much to hold you close, if you’d just trust in Me.
Tami Cole April 2018