i've been feeling a little battle weary lately.
a little tired of the fight.
why must life be so hard and tenuous?
why is there always another mountain to climb?
i long for rest, and dream of giving up.
the ebb and tide of feelings threatens my grip.
hanging over the edge and the only thing that keeps me
is Your unfailing love. Your goodness, grace and mercy.
although man may fail me, You never will.
You're always there, and you catch me when i fall.
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