Have I Trusted yet in Vain? a poem from 2010

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Have I Trusted yet in Vain?




When my heart is broken and weary, who can I call?
Where can I turn when in a deep and horrid pit I'm taken of my own will a hard fall?



Atonement for my sin comes but once, yet, many times must I return to seek mercy.
Never may I see my enemies cast aside, yet I know there's safety in His hand, even for me.



Tomorrow, come what may, I know soon it too will wither and pass away.
Perhaps my memory, it will forever be lost, forever in time to those who forgot to pray.



Yesterday, it is gone. So many wrongs, so many hurts, all have turned aside not one does care.
Hoping for a friend to trust, too many secrets' perhaps, I did share.



Turning all around I see no help, no hope, yet still I must trust.
Placing firm my helmet upon my head, the rain of fire breaks through the rust--



Soon I see the only one I may ever trust, and hope.
The day is long drawn, yet it is through the night my faith must cope.



Turning away from vanity and pride, knowing but for Grace, I'd walk in another's shoes.
Bowing my head, I remember the covenant shed for me and you...



A heart broken in two, not wanting to believe another can hate so much.
But knowing finally it is true, another does hate me a bunch.



Running I'll walk, walking I'll stand.
Sitting I'll lie down; soon another shall see His hand.



Prideful, I've been, in vain have I cried.
Soon, my steps will show where I died.



Hoping, believing, trusting, and forever knowing this is not my home.
As I wander a pilgrim, an outcast my heart longs for the day when I'll never more roam.



A weight so heavy, yet so light-
Soon the darkest night, will shine as from Heaven comes the everlasting light.



Broken and contrite, a heart so heavy, knowing for me He died.
Sadly, I watch as others have once again told many a cruel lie, is there no end to the mouths of those who have lied.



How long, how long, why do those who hate me without cause triumph over me?
When oh, Lord will you bind the hands of those who wish me to never be free?



Dear Lord, has my faith, yet been in vain?
Dear Lord, please send the rain.



Rain down your blessings on me.
Lest another I've caused to stray, when my faith is held only with inside of me.



All my hope, faith and trust, it is in one alone.
I'll trust Him to guide me all the way home, never more to roam....