Holding so tightly to the pains of the day
I exhaust my heart and wound my soul
The pains become greater
as I cling in hopes
that my strength will win out and
there I’ll find rest
When my grip is loosened, oh the
sweet release, it
is here I find peace
here I find strength
here I find rest
When the pains of this day are yielded
to Him who
sweetly releases His grace
In Him I find peace
In Him I find strength
In Him I find rest
In the sweet release of His grace
(2010)
Continue to the faith.. I love this poem!
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