Momentary Afflictions
by Brianna Anderson
My cares today are but a whisper in the days to come,
Hard times come to an end, this is true for some.
I know I’ll get through this somehow.
But how have I fallen from your grace?
I no longer see your face.
I know not what tomorrow brings.
Joyful praises are harder to sing.
What is the key? The release from this trial?
Free me now so that I can learn to laugh again and smile.
I have no more strength, nothing left to give.
Make me new again so that I may live.
Bring me through these momentary afflictions,
Supplied with sufficient means of grace;
Closer to the end when I shall see your face
When trials will pass,
Into nothingness at last.
by Brianna Anderson
My cares today are but a whisper in the days to come,
Hard times come to an end, this is true for some.
I know I’ll get through this somehow.
But how have I fallen from your grace?
I no longer see your face.
I know not what tomorrow brings.
Joyful praises are harder to sing.
What is the key? The release from this trial?
Free me now so that I can learn to laugh again and smile.
I have no more strength, nothing left to give.
Make me new again so that I may live.
Bring me through these momentary afflictions,
Supplied with sufficient means of grace;
Closer to the end when I shall see your face
When trials will pass,
Into nothingness at last.
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Very beautifully spoken. Your words are very healing. I love you so much!
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This is beautiful; you have a knack for using structure in poetry to convey your thoughts and feelings. That's a rare and beautiful talent. I pray that, through whatever has prompted this poem, God will be present with you to guide you into greater beauties, as I'm positive He will be.
ReplyDeleteThat is a beautiful poem. Its comforting to me to read it because I have been there a lot.
ReplyDeleteThank you, I'm glad =)
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