Weary


When I’m weary
Lost in my own dismay
Feeling the weight
Surround me as I pray
Oh, God deliver me
From within my own head
Remove the hardness
That suffocates me with dread
I whisper soft
Not knowing if you’ll hear
Desperate in my spirit
Take away this fear…


10/29/26
clc


“fixing our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of faith, who for the joy set before Him endured the cross, despising the shame, and has sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. For consider Him who has endured such hostility by sinners against Himself, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart.”
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Hebrews‬ ‭12‬:‭2‬-‭3‬ ‭NASB1995‬‬


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