I need much more than serenity,
To battle this strife and emnity.
A flow of poison from the stream,
That makes one want to scream.
Angry words I don't understand,
Shouting an unfathomable command.
Ruthless words hard to ignore,
Rushing feelings a call to explore.
To weary to even answer the call,
Much to shaken to answer at all.
Courage seems so very far away,
I think I can grasp it, if I can only pray.
I feel like it's my footprints in the sand,
Father, hold me with thine own hand.
Keep me in the center of Your will,
Quiet my groaning, that I may be still.
It's You, only who can keep and save,
You, only who will never seek to enslave.
You are the one that makes the call,
And You only will never let me fall.
Wisdom is where I feel so lacking,
That is where I need some backing.
Understanding is that for which I pray,
To apply the wisdom given for today.
I may feel like a blind man in a maze,
But to You only will look and praise.
No matter the evil that may surround,
I know abundant grace does abound.
Temporal feelings don't mean much,
For eternal things you cannot touch.
 
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