…..Nevertheless
My mind recalls unholy things,
Times when I was cruel.
My heart, with rising sorrow rings
In deafening, clashing duel.
(…Nevertheless, I am still with thee.)
Selfishly blinded by my own needing,
I struggle through each day
Hardened against Thy Spirit’s heeding,
Deaf to what You would say.
(…Nevertheless, I am still with thee.)
With patience, though, You still wait near
And grace pours forth unbound
Until I slowly begin to hear
Heaven’s life-giving rhythmic sound.
(…Nevertheless, I am still with thee.)
With vision’s slow unveiling, I begin to see
Thy hand upon the door
And hear Thy comforting call to me
To trust in Thee but more.
(…Nevertheless, I am still with thee.)
Then delight comes in the sudden discerning
Of what before I could not see.
That even in spite of my self-willed turning
…Nevertheless, I am still with Thee.
In praise of God’s faithfulness,
CBByrd
3/19/96