In pride, I thought that I was wise and I was strong enough to face
The fights of life–whatever comes–and overcome with poise and grace

I thought I’d learned the necessary lessons to succeed
I thought that in a battle, I’d have all the strength I’d need

Such dreams of valor faded as I went through life
For in reality, I always failed ‘midst strife

I realized that my heart was weak and frail
I realized that my strength would always fail

But then my life grew harder still
And weaker grew my strength, my will

Like smoke, strength disappeared
When faced by things I feared

My might had fled
My heart felt dead

I sighed
And cried

A plea
To Thee

You answered me
And let me see

That though I’m weak, You’re strong
I learned that all along

Your might had been sustaining me
My righteousness and strength is Thee

I never will prevail without Your might
In You alone, I’m strong enough to fight

You give me life and breath and health for each new day
It’s all from You, and You could take it all away

In grace, You choose to love me–give me strength to do Your will
And when my heart is failing, Your great strength will lift me still

I shall not trust in my own might–Your strength is ceaselessly supplied
Content am I to know I’m weak, for when I’m weak, You’re glorified

Faith Williams
I am a nineteen-year-old girl who loves to write, especially fiction. I write many stories and poems. I usually have a moral or lesson behind my writings, for I hope these stories and poems, which Yehovah (God) helped me to write, will glorify Him as I share them on this blog. Welcome to my blog and I hope you enjoy your stay!

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