Living a life without meaning
Fighting a fray and not winning
Maybe there's more I cannot see
Is there someone who hears my plea?
I cried alone in bed one night
Thinking if I should end my fight
That night I continued to weep
Hoping that I could fall asleep
Just when I thought that all is lost
Then came the One who paid the cost
Of the affliction of my sin
That is when something changed within
I always thought I was alone
But He treated me as His own
My Father, Yahweh the gracious
Who told me, son you are precious
Oct 9, 2018
Oct 9, 2018 at 10:02 AM UTC
Living a life without meaning
Fighting a fray and not winning
Maybe there's more I cannot see
Is there someone who hears my plea?
I cried alone in bed one night
Thinking if I should end my fight
That night I continued to weep
Hoping that I could fall asleep
Just when I thought that all is lost
Then came the One who paid the cost
Of the affliction of my sin
That is when something changed within
I always thought I was alone
But He treated me as His own
My Father, Yahweh the gracious
Who told me, son you are precious
