Wednesday, May 11, 2016

Poetic Sides Running Its Course

A Zap of Grace

When life detours, yes, worries gnaw.
And you’re on edge and nerves are raw.
You wish this blitz would run its course.
Yes, worries gnaw, when life detours.

Fear rams your joy down in the ground.
Then doubt joins in with its harsh sound.
And then you feel like broken toy.
Down in the ground, fear rams your joy.

A zap of grace. It’s what you need.
And joyful thoughts, now, you must feed.
A prayer or two to seek His face.
It’s what you need, a zap of grace.

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