I’m not strong
Though you think I am.
I’m not much of anything..
Without the Great I Am.
What you see is Christ in me,
And I’m okay with that.
I cling to Him in time of need,
He meets me where I’m at.
On the days of bitterness
And nights on bended knee.
Jesus holds my hand in His,
And kneels right next to me.
Wipes my tears and
Takes by breath.
When I cannot breathe.
Becomes my sight
In times I cannot see.
So what’s this strength you
Think I have,
When tears cease to fall?
It is a Savior’s love,
He supplies it all.
I found the strength
I knew I’d need
And hope for each day.
Endless love he gives to me,
To increase my Christian faith.
When I’m down,
He picks me up,
When up,
He brings me down.
In storms and trials
Of this life,
My Jesus all around.
That’s the strength
That ties my soul
And binds me here to Him.
Christ alone is all I need,
His strength sustains within.
Lisa @ Authentic Truths 