Cry Of Faith 1990

I have no power of my own,
in making Jesus part of me.
No place for Him in my heart or home.
Through my own helplessness Him I see.

I pray with doubts of unbelief,
no earthly changes day to day.
no one hears me in my grief,
still I expect that I should pray.

Pain and confusion travel with my soul,
how can God know the needs of my heart?
There are no answers not under His control,
but the weakness of my Faith keeps us apart.

Prayer a task of expected duty,
Lord unchoke my weakened spirit.
Through grateful communion to find Your beauty.
My helpless cry of faith, please hear it.

Romans 14:1 Welcome anyone who is weak in
the faith, but not for disputes over opinions.
Romans 14:4
Who are you to pass judgment on someone
else's servant?  Before His own master
He stands or falls.

Susan Hebert Ajaz
copyright 9/1990
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