Heavy Laden
“Come to me all ye heavy laden
And I will give you rest.”
I’m holding on to that verse, O Lord,
Cause fatigue is at it’s best.
Constantly tired trying to hold on
I see no relief in sight.
The only thing that can help right now
Is for God to show His might.
Finances attacked, my body is weak
I’m losing my focus on life.
My head is spinning like I’m in the fast lane
Trying to stay ahead of all this strife.
Lord, stop these thoughts of wanting to give up.
The devil is a lie, he’s through.
I can feel Your light shining down on me
So there’s nothing else they can do.
Exhaustion may try to wear me down.
The devil can play his game.
I’ll seek Your face ‘til the end, O Lord,
And my love will remain the same.
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