‘ I Trust You, GOD … ’
I Trust You,
God
I’m
Trusting You Still
I Trust Your
Wisdom
Your Ways
and Your Will
I Trust Your
Reasons
I Trust Your
Wrath
I Will Wait
On Your Wonders
… Not
Wander, From Path
… May
Not Know, What’s Next
May Not Know,
All Why’s
I May Not
Know, When
(But, In My
Worst Cries …)
… I
Do Know WHO
And Where
To Turn To
To Ward Off
Worry
And Come Off
A Winner Too
… I
Trust Your Work
I Trust Your
Words
They, Are
My Windstorm
To Walk Through
This World
My Spirit
Is Willing
But, Flesh
Is So Weak …
Oh, I Want
To Be
Whole-Souled
Meek
And Should
I Wobble
When I Am
Weary
Don’t
Let Me Waste Faith
… Please,
Make Me Worthy …
… To
Conquer Woes
To Whisper
and Warn
Wishing All
Would Trust
Your LOVE’s
Warmth
… Every
Waking Moment
Even Bitter
Winter Days
Any Wide-Load
Mountain
I Trust: You
Move Weights
Any Whirlpool
Problem
You’ll
Whisk and Cull
Any Pop-Up
Weeds
You’ll
Wrestle Root and Pull
Even Thru
Every War
Even If Wicked
Roar
Even If “Babylon, The Great ….”
(Rev. 17: 5)
Whips Me,
‘Til Wounds Pour !
Look! A White, Wool-Blanket
Woven and
Wrapped Soft
Is The Trust-Weave
God, Has Wrought
See! The Trust-Wreath
Of Each Willowy-Breathe
With His Golden-Wheat
I Am In Winnowed
Sheaf
I Trust You,
God
Every Winch-
Inch
I’m
Trusting You, Still
You’re
My Almighty-Grip-Wrench
And To Be
Your Warrior
To Wave Your
Banner
“Trust
God” I Wrote …
Wielding Truth’s
Hammer
… I
Trust Your Wealth
I Trust Your
Wit
There’s
No End To,
What I Trust
You With ! …
To My “Wuthering Heights”
Breadth, Depth,
Tomb’s Width …
To My Womb’s
Gifts
To The Sun’s
Flame-Wick
I …
Am Your Witness
Behind Raze-Wire
Fence
A Godly Woman
In Whimpering
Mist
A Whetstone
Alone
A Waif On
Her Own
Please Welcome
Home
As Wings Are
Flown
… I’ve
Seen God’s Windows
I’ve
Watched His Lights
And The Watery-Deeps
All Washes,
To Write …
… Trust
You God
I’m
Trusting You, Still …
I Worship
You, JAH
… and
Always, Will …
Written & © : 4/7/10
By: MoonBee
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