The Faint and the Great

Biting are the days of trouble
Hearts crushed wild into rubble
Weakened we fray, wrestle and scruffle
No matter how, our worlds still crumble

I am the faint, You are the Great
I rise to wait, You are my fate
I am the meager, You are the Giver
And in tribulation, You remain my Savior

I am the dreamer, You are the victor
And I’m a drifter, You are the anchor
Wild storms rush, but You come to hush
Til I surrender, Your grace is lush

give to Typhoon Haiyan aid operations 

Copyight 2013 Divino Rivera


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