How Much More?

How Much More?

How much more do I need to be broken in twain?
My heart wants to scream and to cry out in pain!
I’ve been cut to the core and my soul is laid bare.
I’m prostrate before you, my judgment impaired.

I yearn for that day when my faith shall be sight,
No longer a slave of this flesh that I fight.
How long must I wait?  How long must I endure?
The pressure's so great to yield to its lure!

On my own understanding I cannot depend,
for my own heart’s demanding leads to my life’s end.
I’m afraid of its power.  I feel it’s too strong
To resist!  At that hour I’ll choose and choose wrong!

Strengthen my faith!  Help me believe
In Your Word. It's my source of Your faith to recieve.
You are my victory!  You are my hope!
Your Spirit within is my power to cope.

---Theophilus Lightwalker
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