You have answered all my questions
And have silenced my objections
Now I rest on your holy grace
No longer in fear to seek your face
You made me precious, unique, and good
You care for my health, cloths, and food
You carry my whole life day by day
You truly love me in the deepest way
You revealed the purpose for my being
To be your tapestry, sculpture, painting
You know me and accept me as I am
You are my king, my love, my friend
March 18-20, 2012
1
My life is so empty
My soul tarnished and bruised
My body scarred and weak
My future short and bleak
CHORUS
Where are you oh God
I need something to believe in
To keep hope as days pass by
Until my moment of goodbye
2
I am so rich and proud
I live every life moment loud
But guilt pulls me down when I’m alone
I cannot carry this heavy drowning stone
CHORUS
Where are you my God
I need something to believe in
Neatly fit into my box right now
I’ll pay you back somehow
3
My life devoted to God and church
With Bible as my only guide
As blameless as I can be
Good works are my legacy
CHORUS
Here you are my God
I know what to believe in
Yet I am a pharasie deep within
Slaving obedience as payment for sin
4
I am a master of my destiny
Power, intelligence, and serenity
Hope comes from my 2 hands
My own morality abounds
CHORUS
I am my only real God
I am what I believe in
Yet in all my noble glory
I am nothing but worry
5
I am the God your creator
Greater than all you believe
Greater than all of your sin
Greater than what’s within
CHORUS
Here I am, the loving God
Let me tell you what to believe in
Look pass your needs to truth within me
Be at peace, be loved, be free
March 12, 2012
An bitter man in a dark prison cell
Hunted by guilt he cannot control
Crying for the wife he murdered
And with her, he killed his own soul
He cries himself to sleep one night
In sorrow he can bare no longer
A soft voice reaches deep within
These words make him stronger
> My dear poor child You are forgiven
> My love is greater than your sin
> My hope greater than your fall
> My power stronger than evil within
> No longer will you walk alone
> Now follow me and be reborn
Teenage girl on a rainy street corner
Tears mix with raindrops on her face
Abandoned baby found on a doorstep
Both hoping for a new start to life’s race
A storm of feelings tearing her apart
A storm around her thundering with light
Then a kind hand reaches out to her
And the voice turns everything bright
> My dear poor child no need to worry
> My love conquers the horror you’re in
> My hope greater than your fall
> My power stronger than terror within
> No longer will you walk alone
> Now follow me and be reborn
A dying man on a hospital bed
Reflects on life full of self pleasure
Insatiable lust, pride, and greed
Now empty and alone to no measure
His barren soul fading as heartbeat fails
Praying for one last chance to reform
A healing touch restarts his heart
And a song signals he is now reborn
> My dear poor child You’ll start again
> My love is greater than pleasures and sin
> My hope greater than your fall
> My power stronger than lust within
> No longer will you walk alone
> Now follow me and be reborn
A shiny Christian in a Sunday church pew
Dreaming up visions of her own holiness
Proud to be different though she is not
Living sweet life in blissful ignorance
In grace God allows for her to struggle
Her visions torn and dreams destroyed
And so she runs to face her true maker
And God perfects her as she’s restored
> My dear poor child You too are forgiven
> My love is greater than your sin
> My hope greater than your fall
> My power stronger than pride within
> No longer will you walk alone
> Now follow me and be reborn
So where do you stand in all of this story?
Or do you feel you’ve fallen too far?
Or are you also so very different?
Will you accept the maker’s call?
> My dear poor child You are forgiven
> My love is greater than your sin
> My hope greater than your fall
> My power stronger than evil within
> No longer will you walk alone
> Now follow me and be reborn
Written Jan 22-23, 2012
I don’t know how to truly love you
How to be gentle, positive, and kind
I only pray that God above you
Will fill the void I left behind
My parent’s love was so unclear
Guilt and shame turned to anger
Obedience, punishment, and fear
Rejection and loneliness lingers
Never told me that they love me
Never told me they’re sorry
Never told me that they’re proud
Never told me not to worry
I just wished they held me oh so near
Make me feel worthy, good, and smart
Whispered sweet dreams into my ear
Heal, not break my hurting heart
A broken parent, a broken child
I carry my own parents scared face
How a broken heart births a whole one
Jesus, only in your strength and grace
Written on Feb. 4, 2012
Adam K Poetry 