Powerless

I actually read this in front of my church Celebrate Recovery group once

I’m powerless to stop this,

I’m hopeless and I feel so alone,

I’m powerless against this,

There’s nothing I can do,

But in the very heart,

In the midst of all this mess,

I’m trying to believe

That God’s got my back,

I’m trying to believe

That God’s holding me in His arms

And that He’s not ever going to let me go,

In the midst of all this hurt and pain and sorrow,

I need to believe 

That God will carry me through this,

And that I’m stronger than I think,

I need to believe

That God will help me through this darkness

And dry my tears

And help this struggling girl

Through these dark times in her life,

I have to believe

That God will see me through the night,

Or else I’ll lose all hope and I’ll never make it,

I have to believe

That all of these open wounds

Will heal in time,

I need to believe 

That there will be peace,

And that God will see me through to the time

When the sun finally breaks through these dark storm clouds.