Caught up in whirlwind
Battered in raging storm
Bruised and broken
Struck and thrashed
Crushed and wrung
Shattered into fragments
Standing here
Having lost my form and identity.
Struck and thrashed
Crushed and wrung
Shattered into fragments
Standing here
Having lost my form and identity.
"Why must it be this way?", I ask.
"For in this is My way", You reply.
I m just an ordinary soul
Too dumb to understand
Your thoughts as high as skies above
When the foundation of hope
When the darkness thickens
around me
When no shoulders remain
To rest upon
When no strength left
To take another step
Is being shaken
When the darkness thickens
around me
When no shoulders remain
To rest upon
When no strength left
To take another step
I fall down as tears
At Your Sacred feet.
~. ~.JC Nithya. ~. ~
26.02.2026.
26.02.2026.
"The Lord has His way
In the whirlwind and in the storm,
And the clouds are the dust of His feet"
Nahum 1:3
Nahum 1:3
