The Truest Strength

A beautiful poem...

I cannot look, I cannot see,

I cannot understand.

I lay myself down helplessly

In the hollow of Your hand.

The clouds that now encompass me

And seem to block my view,

Are sent by You, unfailing Love,

To draw me close to You.

I cease from all my struggling,

I rest from all the strain.

I only live to love You, Lord,

And glorify Your name.

There is no great achievement now,

No great works done for You,

But somehow in the stillness sweet,

My spirit is renewed.

When pain has overtaken me

And human strength is gone,

Emotions cloud all over me

And days and nights are long,

Look up into Your eyes

And find strength within Your smile.

Your Spirit gently comforts me

And holds me through each trial.

And though my body trembles now

My spirit is at peace,

For I hold to the Master's words

Which cause the storm to cease.

Your power stands unfailingly,

Your every promise sure.

You give me faith, You give me grace,

Sufficient to endure.

I lift my heart in praise to You

For all that You have done,

For every battle we have fought,

Each victory we've won!

And though my body pains me still

My spirit is at ease

For I have found the truest strength.

In You is perfect peace.

(Author: Misty Kaye)