Powerless
I actually read this in front of my church Celebrate Recovery group once
I’m powerless to stop this,
I’m hopeless and I feel so alone,
I’m powerless against this,
There’s nothing I can do,
But in the very heart,
In the midst of all this mess,
I’m trying to believe
That God’s got my back,
I’m trying to believe
That God’s holding me in His arms
And that He’s not ever going to let me go,
In the midst of all this hurt and pain and sorrow,
I need to believe
That God will carry me through this,
And that I’m stronger than I think,
I need to believe
That God will help me through this darkness
And dry my tears
And help this struggling girl
Through these dark times in her life,
I have to believe
That God will see me through the night,
Or else I’ll lose all hope and I’ll never make it,
I have to believe
That all of these open wounds
Will heal in time,
I need to believe
That there will be peace,
And that God will see me through to the time
When the sun finally breaks through these dark storm clouds.