Truthful lament
©7-1-11 hannah mclean
Heart of my heart
i burn for You
beneath my furrowed brow
tears stream from my eyes
and land upon my
clenched fists
i melt into You
You immovable Rock
i marvel at the softness of You
and the sweet relief of Your permanence
Hope of my hope
i long for You
my fists release
to folded hands of prayer
i implore You
amid denial of
the only Truth that frees
You never fail
pressing
pressing
pressing
yet Your worthy name withstands
keep me firm to the end
upheld and upholding
whether or not i stand alone
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Luke 18:8 Nevertheless, when the Son of Man comes, will He find faith on earth?
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