But God led here
Or so I thought,
Till the storm arose
And there I was,
Miserable, to say the least
Did God lie?
Maybe I’m better off gone
Lord, You might wanna take me
What’s the point of all this?
There seems to be none
All alone
Absolutely withdrawn
Bearing it all on my own
Lost hope, shame and condemnation
Would anyone understand?
And now scripture meant something
Cause there was one who did
For I do not have a High priest who’s unable to
And boy, did I cling on
“Whatever you do, just sail with me”
I look back in thankful remembrance
Having seen the one who sees me
And oh, isn’t He faithful?
A skeleton of a testimony here
But I’ll testify none the less
Of a God worthy of praise
And yes, He has led here
~Lydia Mutanu
