Tuesday, July 7, 2009
my silence
Innocent children, they, i envy
face beaming and carefree glee
Afar places robbed my time
Still I trust there is a reason..
A knock on door stills the room
My legs yearn to sit still
Timid I grew though none expect
Why oh why my soul you sigh?
Dirty words incessant tempt
Mercy i pray bestowed on me
But my strength is weak and my heart faints
Could this all come to an end?
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His silence shall be your voice
for in His silence only
your cry is made aloud
as the Lord has heard the one after his own heart
so it shall be unto you
One day you shall look back
a pillar of salt you won't become
but a humbled heart of gratitude
for the beautiful psalms
He has poured out of you
a living and walking witness
you will be
of the everlasting faithful Lord
for He cares more than anyone can fathom
weh ming, kerennya itu inggris mu deh...
sa kayak baca the book of Psalms mi..
tapi it is indeed a psalm..
oou just hang on unto it..
hang on to the hope you have,
for the time of refreshing is coming.
what hope you may ask? the hope that the time is indeed on the way. it is coming.. at least it is coming.
Wah. Liew. Who's the poet?
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