Restless fear grips my soul,
© 1998, Ms. Carol Dierking
"Courage"
Hours pass,
Endless, agonizing,
Hours pass...
My heart is as black as coal.
Separation has taken its toll.
What will they think of me, the crusader gone bad?
Will they think I've gone mad?
How will they greet me; what will I say?
Will they all look at me when I pray?
It is time to feel His tender touch,
To let Him guide my days.
I've grown weary and bitter of the path I now follow,
Hungry, thirsty, and hollow.
Change is due, and change will be made.
There is no reason to be afraid.
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