Hanging On By A Thread
Being attacked from all around
I'm hanging on by a thread.
Had it not been for the Word of God
I'm sure I would have been dead.
Doubt and fear trying to enter my mind
And rip my faith apart.
Heart beating fast and breath getting short
Holding on is a work of art.
Can't sleep at night, tossing and turning
I know I'm not getting enough rest.
I don't know how long I can last
Please tell me this is a test.
Lord, I'm confused I'm following Your Word
Don't know what else to do.
Fighting to keep my faith in tact
Cause I've always trusted You.
"Look not at the things that are seen"
Is the verse that I hold true.
For I know no matter how hard it gets
That You will see me through.
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