As the Sun Rises (8)

Pain

well here I am

hanging out with my ole friend pain.

oh I doubt your nearness Lord

once I am faced with 

rejection from a brother

isolation in the midst of a crowd

or painful scrutiny from believers.

why do I need to be told my value 

from those who surround me

when I stare at the worth you’ve given me

in your Word.

the hairs on my head are numbered by you Lord

flood me with your Spirit

so I would feel the comfort you give

in this moment 

and experience the freedom you give

now and forever.

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