My soul is weak,
And it knows it right well.
My failing flesh
Has too much to tell.
But I hope this life You’ve given
Finds praise to sing all day.
You have saved me from
Much more than I can say.
You have taught me discretion,
And that secret strength from You,
Yet have given me wisdom
How to thoughtfully praise too.
So this morning I stop to pause,
And thank You for each save.
Thank You for when You allow me
To be strong and brave.
Thank You for every exit.
Thank You for every escape.
Thank You for healing
Every wound and scrape.
Thank You for Your faithful promise
That one day I’ll be renewed.
Heart, mind, body, and soul
Will only know to praise You.

11.3.2021 Wednesday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: Psalms 71-80