My Lord so loudly does the pain sometimes speak,
Trying to drown out your comforting healing voice;
Yea that which I seek,
As I lift up my head and strain with longing ears to hear,
But only pain shouts its deafening words in my ear,
And as I hear the words spoken one by one – affliction, pain and sorrow,
I feel so overwhelmed sometimes with much to endure today and more again if there is a tomorrow,
But as my heart in pieces painfully broken,
Remembers you and your pain and your words so tenderly spoken,
Slowly but surely the feelings of my pain begins to recede,
And ultimately pain’s voice grows silent for in your glorious presence and person I truly find all that I need.
(c), 2012 Harold Cameron
Bless the Lord O my soul and ALL that is within me, bless his holy name.
I’m just a pilgrim on my way to a better place,
Harold
Philippians 1:21
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