Different Perspective (By Your Side-Tenth Avenue North) Poem by Sandra jacks

Why am I striving,
these days,
why am I still trying,
to earn grace,
why am I crying,
have I lost that much faith?
I should just turn away....
Why am I looking,
for love,
why am I still searching,
as if he's not enough,
where will i go now,
I don't know where I'll go,
maybe I will just run....
will you be by my side,
whenever I call?
in the dead of night,
whenever I fall?
maybe I should just fight,
these hands that are holding me,
his hands are holding me...
When i see those hands,
at his side,
they swallowed the grave,
for my rights,
when he drank the worlds sin,
so he could carry me in and,
and give me life,
why would you give me life?
will you be by my side,
whenever I call?
in the dead of night,
whenever I fall?
maybe i should just fight,
these hands that are holding me...