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The Winds of Sorrow

The Winds of Sorrow…I Will Not Bend

 

Winds of sorrow, you’ve always blown

You set your home upon me

With strife and pain you’d always grown

And never to depart me

 

I looked around the shadows, always bending at my light

I tried to find solitude out from your heavy might

But shadows filled my hours, and darkness filled my sight

Brokenness filled my hollows and tears poured through my nights

 

You chased me through my years, not leaving one untouched

And though I tried to run from you I always felt your touch

Your numbing grip held to me, I felt all hopelessness such

And your whispers echoed emptiness, so much sorrow so much

 

For years I lived along with you, trying just to live

I longed for love but my empty heart had nothing left to give

But Jesus, He came to me, offering up His heart for mine

The heart that could still waters, and sever sorrow’s bind

 

I shook my head, “but Lord”, I said, “I’ve nothing in return”

You see all here is emptiness, and loneliness of ruins

See all my years, they’re useless, there’s nothing there of worth

Not so, He said warmly, I’ve known you since your birth

 

And all the while that sorrow sang its empty, broken tune

I sang your life, your value, and poured love into your youth

He reached and took my darkness bringing vision to my eyes

And I couldn’t believe the beauty left among the broken lies

 

You’re beautiful, you’re lovely, sang out the rising Son

As the shadows flew away, as my night was finally done

If whispers should sing lies and say that you are not my daughter

Laugh at them, smile, and come sit with down with your Father

 

And so I did, I sat with Him when sorrow played its game

I will not bend, oh sorrow, any longer to your pain

For now I see the truth, now I see your power

Is useless used against me while Jesus is my tower

 

Stephanie Schneider

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