Beth Culley


Faith Tried - Poem by Beth Culley

A question begs and haunts my prayer.
It comes with anger and despair,
it simply asks 'Lord, are you there? '

Oh, guilt descends and adds to care
so painful is this doubt to bear.
A question begs and haunts my prayer.

The head just knows so calm and clear
but it’s the soul that longs to hear.
It simply asks 'Lord, are you there? '

I hate to query, will I dare?
The burn to know will quickly sear.
A question begs and haunts my prayer

Ashamed, my faith a disguise wears,
outside so sure, inside, in here,
it simply asks 'Lord, are you there? '

O’er wrought and hurt, I am laid bare.
Alone I pour a bitter tear.
A question begs and haunts my prayer,
it simply asks 'Lord, are you there? '


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 20, 2005



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