Every time I can’t take another step, I take a few more
Because His grace is sufficient for me
Those times I just want to walk out the door
I find that His grace is sufficient for me
When the way is dark, He lights my path
When I repent He gives mercy instead of wrath
So in this time of great stress I feel as though I am falling
Faster and faster, the ground approaching, destruction calling
It is when I get to the bottom that I will find
That I have been falling into His arms all this time
Yes, His grace is sufficient for me
(early November 2005)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem