Another night goes by, I lay in loneliness and fear, The sound of my aching heartbeat is all that I can hear.
The demons know my weaknesses; my hurts so very well,
On these things alone, they continually have me dwell.
That my life is worthless as is all the love within me,And this is all there is to life, or will ever be.
My love has never been good enough and this must be so,
Seems so many have deserted me.... they were right to go.
What use is someone like me, with nothing worthwhile to give,What sense is there for me...even to continue to live.
No one cares about me, or what resides in my heart,
The earth will rejoice, the very moment I depart.
So what is the use of trying... there seems to be no gain,
Only through dying, will I no longer live, in anguish, in pain.
So in the darkness, in my pit, of loneliness and despair,I cry out to God, take me home and away from here.
But like everyone else, He seems oblivious to my cries,
Why should He be any different? I am but worthy to despise.
Then out of the darkness I am touched by a wondrous light,It speaks of hope and love... that all futures are bright.
My heartbeat quickens, I say "this cannot be true for me,"
Yet the light speaks clearer still, "Oh yes for you especially."
You were created by me, woven tenderly with love and care,
With gifts and talents that you alone were born to share.
I then sent My only Son to die, That you might be set free.For I have loved you forever, you are a precious child to Me,
Suddenly the Light softened, relief swept over me like a flood,
As I heard Him say, "You are now washed... by His blood,"
I then felt my burdens lifted, as My Savior makes them His own.And speaks to my heart, "You will never again, bear these alone,"
I am weeping again, but no longer tears of loneliness and fear,
But tears of joy, as I reach up and feel my Savior draw me near.
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