Shaken

Like a rock out on the ocean

Beaten by the sea

Parts of me shake and crumble

I cling to what's left of me

Like a bird over the water

Tides over different shores

Winds change from rough to gentle

Can't fight against them anymore

The core of me is shaken

Like a tempest on the waves

I know You could calm the waters

I'm so tired of being brave

With every step I stumble

Though I try to stay upright

My reflection and my shadow

Are the enemies I fight

A part of me is empty

A part of me is full

Will it be the good in me that wins

Or will it be the fool?

Lord, this is my weakness

I fall so far from grace

Trying to be perfect

Falling flat on my face

But greater is He that's in me

Than he that's in the world

The work of art He is creating

Will be like a tapestry unfurled

While I cannot see this wonder

With my mortal and waking eyes

In nature and in the sunrise

I see this promise is wise...

While in the midst of life's temptations

Its sorrows and its rains

Remember we do not now fully see

But as through a window-pane

Clarity will come in time

You've made no promise in vain

Whether in the midst of rejoicing

Or in the midst of endless pain