Yesterday I suffered and endured by You to know.
Today let me understand and master this pain to grow.
My walk of faith I choose to be.
.
To be your light for the ones that cannot see.
My new days to come, can be for you.
When I awake and believe, “me”, is now new.
As I suffer again…tomorrow reminds me to be.
Your soldier that conquers pain to see.
That to rise for God, few will ever know.
That is honor, that is courage, that is Christ in me…to show.
For when we know we are made for Him, the lights will dim, and His path will become clear.
And the chosen will hear.
Well done, my good and faithful servant…now go and serve for me.
- Author: Tayama ( Offline)
- Published: December 9th, 2023 17:43
- Category: Unclassified
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