It Work

by Catherinebutterfly

Just trying to make it through

Until the end of the week

My bunions hurt and I am tied

of standing on my feet


It is only Tuesday morning

and the day seems so long

afraid to look at the clock

Because I am ready to go home


So burdened by the cares of this world.
I just want to forget

But my rent wonít get paid if I just do that.


Got large mountains of trouble in my life

Ainít speaking of my Honey and my children

Simple I am just a simple help make

and a house wife


But I heard you say the other day

I need to take them all to Christ

For heís already paid the price


You say He will work it out.

I also heard you say

it is only a matter of time

before help will be right here

in our house and give me a peace of mind


So I am going into my closet and I am

Now getting on my knees

These mountains are crushing us,

They are smashing us, breaking us

Trying to do it all our self


Itís lunch time now

And I am getting on my knees

little girl that is all

That it seems is left.

Father, Here I am.

I am coming as I am

Little girl over their told me

Thatís the way I am to come

Father forgive me

Thank you Father for taking me

Into Your loving arms.

It Work by Catherinebutterfly

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