Thank you father
In my state of mind im subject to collapse
Every single day i feel this life's harsh wraths
Why i ask my lord must i always have to suffer
And the answer i sought to seek was to make you tougher.
I sat still for a moment and slowly smiled a smile
My lord is teaching me how to walk a thousand miles.
But i know without a doubt he's holding my hand
So that someday on my own two feet i can stand
He's always there no matter the time of day
And he always listens to every word i have to say
So thank you father for every battle you sent to me
Because of them what i have to do is so clear to see
A thankful heart with glorifying tongue. A beautiful poem written with spiritual insight. Thanks for sharing Crystal.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Every single day i feel this life's harsh wraths But i know without a doubt he's holding my hand.... //..... Amazing! I suffer because He wants me to be tougher.