I’ve cried many tears in the past days, wondering if I should end it all.
Has my life any real meaning?Have I been obedient, have I really been called?
Who really cares if I live or die?My husband, my son, or the one I’m carrying inside?
No one knows the sorrow I feel, no one knows of the pain that’s so real.
The smile I wear, it’s just a façade – a mask that hides all of the aches inside.
I silently pray for death to please come. But each morning I’m disappointed when the sky greets the sun.
I cry, “Lord leave me alone, please go away. I don’t want to talk for I’ve nothing to say.”
But, oh! For a love that will not die! Oh! For a love that won’t be pushed aside!
Even in my torment You minister to me – for from deep within You sing to me.
Jesus loves me this I know, for the Bible tells me so. Little ones to Him belong, they are weak but He is strong!
I try to drown you out of all my thoughts. But still louder Your Voice ringsout even more:
“Sweet hour of Prayer”, “I must tell Jesus”, “Oh how I love Jesus”, and “What a Friend.”
Slowly the battle within me subsides. Gently You dry the tears from my eyes.
Softly You tell me, “Stand to your feet. Tracy, My work you first must complete.”
Be strong in the Lord and in the power of His Might. Put on the whole armor and prepare to fight.
Now of your own strength you cannot prevail – But through Christ you can do all things and you wll never fail.
Lo, I am with you always even to the end. I’ll stick closer to you than any brother or friend.
And though there are times when I may not understand, one thing is for sure,
I’m IN THE PALM OF HIS HAND!