Our Need To Heal
Seems rampant what troubles you
Maybe today you too withdrew
From faith once had that dwindles to
Ones mindset abandoned too
When down seems more than up it seems
All we hold to even ones dreams
Quickly fades into the night
Darkness seems siphons our might
Wounded we run to no avail
Crushed is soul, a voice now wails
All is lost as was our cause
To breathe again, life now paused
We seek answers and count our strikes
Against the wind, unloved, disliked
But in our search we fail to see
The answer clear, His purity
Our need to heal is in the hands
That was and is in great demand
Where healing is His expertise
The great I Am, our hearts do need
Heal He will the pain in you
Heal a world that's going through
Growing pains the good and bad
Blessing is He, mankind to have
Press forward friend and reader too
The best is yet to rain on you
From Heavens seat, the pill you sought
The cure that is, salvation sought
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