I Trust You, God

I trust You, God, when the enemy of my soul rants, "He won't hear you, you are the one who got yourself 
  into this mess. He doesn't want to help you."
I trust you God when my soul screams, " Help!"
                        when the storm rages, 
                        when the report is positive,
                        when the bank account doesn't have enough in to pay the bill,
                        when the pain is severe,
                        when the foul mouth spills accusations.

I trust in You, believe in You that You are able, big enough, strong enough, wise enough,
You hear my cry, my sigh, 
You are on my side, with me all the time.

I trust You... and the fragrant offerings of my trust ascend.

"That is the fragrance of My chosen lover." You exclaim.

So quickly You come,
So quickly You move,
So quickly Your light breaks through and joy returns.

That's who He is.
That's what he does.
Always there to provide for His chosen lover!
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