Sometimes, Lord, it’s so hard to do
What deep inside we know you ask us to

Sometimes it hurts, our strength starts to fade
We see our weaknesses and regret how we are made

Sometimes we grow weary, tired of being “the one”
Crying out in our hearts “when will I be done?”

Sometimes disappointment grows larger than life
The energies of hope and holding on give way to strife

Sometimes our way becomes dark and unclear
We lose our will to discern the voices that we hear

Sometimes, Father, circumstances are a challenge
We reach a point where we wonder if we really can manage

In these weary nights and leaden-step days
The truth becomes clear if we are attuned to your ways
You never ask us to manage our lives
You never ask us to judge and decide
We were not created to work out our plan
Only to listen for your voice
And hold tight to your hand


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