Sobbing until my tears dry up
Until the last drop —left me silent
Lessening the burdens,
Crying softly — my woes lighten
Through helplessness and shortened breaths,
Your voice becomes louder,
We might be falling — yet your grace is brighter
Adonai make his face shine upon you—
In thy love— we're faithful not doubters,
We're your sons and daughters,
We might not be fighters— but you're our warrior.
Even if our tears leave us voiceless
You know our battles,
If our hopes become a desert —
Lord, you're the spring of living water—
©noreil
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