JUST A BROKEN VESSEL

I AM JUST A BROKEN VESSEL
THAT THE POTTER MADE FROM CLAY
BUT SOMETIMES I DO WONDER
JUST WHY I AM HERE TODAY.........

I CARRY SUCH A HEAVY HEART
FROM SCARS THAT I MUST BARE
SOMETIMES I EVEN WONDER
DOES ANYONE RALLY CARE...........

AS HARD AS I TRY,I CANT WIN
THE LADDER IS HARDER TO CLIMB
AND THE ANGUISH I MUST CARRY
ARE MIXED WITH TEARS COMBINED....

MY WEARY BODY IS FADING FAST
I SUFFER MORE EACH DAY,
I CRY TO JESUS UP ABOVE
PLEASE JESUS ,TAKE IT AWAY......

OR TAKE ME UP THERE WITH YOU LORD
SO I CAN BE AT PEACE,
ITS THEN THAT ALL MY HEARTACHES
WILL FOREVER CEASE...............


WRITTEN BY ANN HART © AUG 23RD 2003

ONE MORE TEAR TO GO

ONE MORE MILE AND ONE MORE TEAR
UNTIL WE REACH THAT HOME UP THERE,
ONE MORE HURT ONE MORE FALL,
THEN WE WILL HEAR THAT TRUMPET CALL.

ONE MORE VALLEY ONE MORE HEARTACHE
ONE MORE TURMOIL,ONE MORE BREAK,
THEN OUR TEARS WILL LEAVE FOREVER
NO MORE TRIALS WILL WE TAKE.

UNTIL THEN WE MUST FIGHT HARDER
REACHING OUT WITH ALL YOUR MIGHT,
HOPING SOMEONE IS OUT THERE LISTENING
TO ALL YOUR CRIES THROUGHOUT THE NIGHT.

KEEP HANGING ON TO THAT SWEET PROMISE
JESUS LEFT US LONG AGO,
I WILL NEVER LEAVE OR FORSAKE YOU
FOR IN THE BIBLE ITS BEEN TOLD.

HURLING STORMS MAY SWAY AROUND YOU
BUT NEVER WAVER NEVER FEAR,
JUST PUT YOUR TRUST IN GOD ABOVE YOU
HE PROMISED ALWAYS HE WOULD BE NEAR.


WRITTEN BY ANN HART © NOV 20TH 2004