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Even Then

 I wrote this poem/song today. I hope it’s a blessing to you all! 


When the world says all the work I do is not enough,

When my mind says my failures must have chased away your love,

When my heart is a reflection of the troubles of the day,

Even then, Help me say


That all the strivings of my heart

Will never fill the empty part

Where you belong.

And when I work, or when I rest,

Or when I fail to give my best

Your cross reminds me I’m secure and I’m accepted-even then.


I can never fall away for I am held secure

Yes I know this truth but still I walk in fear.

When this inner conflict tries to drag me from your Grace,

Even then, I will bow and I will say


That all the strivings of my heart

Will never fill the empty part

Where you belong.

And when I work, or when I rest,

And when I fail to give my best

Your cross reminds me I’m secure and I’m accepted-even then.

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