On a moody and lonely night, this poem penned by Irish-born Kristyn Getty soothed my soul...reminds me to fight on and persevere on despite my worn-out body and soul...despite my human logic and self-will...to fight against my selfish will so that i can obey His calling and perfect will.
I looked towards the wintering trees
To hush my dreadful soul
as they rise to face the icy sky, they hold fast beneath the snow
and their rings grow wide, their roots go deep that they might hold their height
and stand like valient soldiers through the watches of the night.
And no human shoulder ever bears the weight of all the world
but hearts can sink below the eck of troubles' sudden surge
Yet far beyond all knowing
there's a strong unsleeping light
that reaches around to hold me through the watches of the night
And i have cried upon the steps that seemed too steep for me to climb
And i have prayed against the burdens that i did not want to be mine
But here i am, and this is where You're calling me to fight
And You, i will remember through the watches of the night
You, i will remember through the watches of the night
By Kristyn Getty
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