Today, O Lord I'm so tired;

my feet have blistered soles.

These bones of mine are weary God,

my back; It feels so old.


I know, I can’t t keep going this way,

my spirit cries out to stop.

This running I have done so long,

is certainly not your plot.


I don’t presume to know it all,

it's all too often I cannot see.

But I know that all these worldly things

were never meant for me.


I should’ve never doubted you,

how foolish it was of me.

To try to do it all on my own

while thinking I was free?


Inside I’ve always known Truth;

I was born to live for you.

Yet you never tried to force me Lord,

I did what I wanted to.


I’ve gone around in circles Father,

and I didn’t heed your voice.

But now it's time I surrender to you,

in this, there is no choice.


I’m running now but not away,

It's home I'm running to.

I’m crying now but not from pain,

I’m crying out to you.


This life, I give to you my Lord,

my spirit it needs rebirth.

Although the world calls out to me,

It’s you that moves me forth.


I'm yours my Lord though I’m still running

but I know just what to do.

I’m running Lord but not away

I'm running into you.

Amen'...
sOooo beautifuL and very iNspiring poem Mr. swan.. :)

-Our onLy way out of running IS running tO the thorn of GOd's Grace...''

Thank you very much! I'm glad you like it. And you are absolutely correct, running into Him is the only true way.

BIg check ! :)

..Amen..