44 Not in Despair
Yet not destroyed.
Perplexed, asking “Why?”
But not in despair.
Sawn asunder, then
Laid to rest.
Pain and anguish
My nightly fare.
Troubled on many sides
Yet not distressed.
Sleep eluded me,
Did God care?
--Oh yes, He cares
Never doubt this fact.
And He will never
Leave us in despair.
Labels: poem; pain; sleep; god
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