Daily Praise

When the world has cut you deep, and silent sorrows you must keep, With heavy burdens on your soul, losing grip and losing hold. Searching for a truth unknown, on foundations overgrown, A whisper from the dust and pain, hoping life will bloom again.

The thief, he comes to steal and kill, to leave you broken, standing still. But I have come to give you life, to end your sorrow, calm your strife. When you are low, and you cry out, "Lift me up!", He casts out doubt. He saves the lowly, sets you free, to live in His abundance, peacefully.