Father, I have let you down again.
In my weakness I have discovered numb.
I cannot feel what it is that You want me to feel.
I can’t move, I’ve bound myself too tightly.
Release me, though I know not why.
Let me have my wings again, I want to soar.
High above all of this, my surrounding.
I want to breathe clean again.
I want to feel again,
Let me know what it is that You have for me.
Teach me to feel again, Father.
I cannot do this alone.
I cannot do this, myself is crushed.
Not only am I Your prodigal,
I am weakness. I exist to displease.
You are the strength.. You are the perfection.
In our weakness, You are make strong.
In our inabilities, Your glory is risen.
Pick me back up, let me fly again.
Let me see you, face to face.
"But he said to me, 'My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.' Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me."
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"That is why, for Christ's sake, I delight in weakness, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. FOR WHEN I AM WEAK, THEN I AM STRONG."
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