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Written by Philip C. Vinson
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Monday, 30 June 2008 15:55 |
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How long Lord since my burdens You helped bear? How long since any time with me You did spare? Once grace did abound, Now when I need You most, You can't be found. Don't You see my troubles and my fears? Can't You see all this pain and my tears? How much longer Lord must I wait? You know, sin I also hate. I wish I was dreaming and this would go away, But You don't come, and it continues day after day. If I could, I would take care of these things. So much was between us; now so little remains. I find myself in such a plight, I need help when my battles I fight. Lord, come won't You? Isn't there something You would do? Is there more on the way? Is there something You will do today? I sure wish I knew. If there's more, I don't know what I will do. Why must the problems always stay? From things that grieve You, I have stayed away. You said for us to ask. Then why is getting an answer such a task? I know you have served Me from your youth, And you have held on to the truth. The answer you are looking for is just ahead. You will be glad, as I have said.
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