Tuesday, September 9, 2014

Nothing Left

What is my strength, that I should wait?

And what is my end, that I should be patient?

Is my strength the strength of stones, or is my flesh bronze?

Have I any help in me,

when resource is driven from me?

Job 6:11-13

All strength - tapped.

All health - gone.

All wealth - stolen.

All joy - lost,

There are times

when a life

has nothing left.

All smiles - now tears

All hopes - now fears

All resources - liabilities

All friends - now enemies

These awful times

when there is

nothing left...

Turn to God

He's never gone;

Complain to Him

He knows what's wrong.

In these times

when nothing's left

God is close.

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