My heart is broken, hurting, torn apart
which way do I turn, where do I start?
I look to the left, I look to the right
who will help me through this fight?
People close to me, look to me, they have a lot going on.
I don't know what to do, I'm overwhelmed even though I'm supposed to be strong.
I'm not feeling well. All I want is to be healthy
I look up and ask, "Who is going to help me?"
The Lord answers me and says, "Remember I created the heavens and earth
and I've been here to help you since the day of your birth.
Just call out to me, I hear what you say.
I will help you. I will help you, day after day."
So I tell Him what is going on and all my concerns.
He says, "don't worry my child I won't let you get burned."
So tonight I go to bed knowing everything will be ok
and tomorrow God will help me face a new day.
As I sleep I know I can rest
Because God NEVER slumbers and He ALWAYS protects.
This poem is based on Psalm 121 1-3
1-I raise my eyes toward the mountains where will my help come from?
2-My help comes from the Lord. The Maker of heaven and earth
3-He will not let my foot slip, My protector will not sleep.
