The storms in my life seem so unfair, And the days that are good sure are rare.
If there is a God, He sure must not be seeing me, The things that hurt me all my life He would see.
It looks like things are going to continue this same way, Because God doesn't seem to hear what I have to say.
Every way I turn there is another dilemma I must face, Am I the only one facing this out of the whole human race?
It seems as if I have never had a friend to care,
So is there anyone with whom my troubles I can share?
Lord, if You are listening help me today,
To fmd a friend to walk with me along the way.
Isn't there anyone I can tell my hurts to?
Is it going to stay like this and nothing I can do?
Lord, won't you just look my way?
Isn't there a little relief from my troubles today?
I am so tired and worn.
Every way I turn, people just seem to scorn.
I have heard somewhere of Job's woes,
His pain did not last forever, but on and on mine goes.
The time will come when Jesus you will meet.
Joy will come and your despair you will defeat.
Your spirit will be renewed; it will revive, You will make it; you will survive.
I can't talk to you so this poem will have to do.
I don't know the pain you are going through,
But I do know Jesus will come; He will be there for you.
He was there for me; He will be there for you, too.

Does it seem those around you are doing fine, And your troubles just keep mounting all the time?
You may never know what they are going though, Remember they have problems, too.
Does it seem so long since your prayer has been heard?
Hold on to the promises that are found in His word.
Your situation is different to you it seems, Jesus will help you, for He has the means.
Does it seem there is never any joy and peace, And the things going on in your life will never cease?
Hold on, maybe your blessing will come on the morrow, Then you can help others in their time of sorrow.
Do things in your past still haunt you?
You tried everything, and don't know what else to do.
When satan keeps reminding you of your past, His time is coming; your troubles will not always last.
Does every day turn out bad?
You wish you could die you are so depressed and sad, You just hope there will be a better day tomorrow, And all it did was bring more sorrow.
Does it seem you are being driven right into the ground, And you are so far down you will never be found?
Jesus knows exactly where you are.
Hold on to your faith, you will be better off by far.
Are the dark clouds in your life beginning to form And then without warning there is a storm?
If they have persecuted Me, they will persecute you. But I will be with you always, I will see you through.