The Human Condition I have to admit to you and to God There are times in which I doubt I'm ashamed to say it but it's true And that's NOT what faith is about Maybe that's why the enemy visits So often in my life He knows just how weak I am And he knows just where to bite He knows my weakness He seeks to destroy He seeks to rob me from all I have My faith, my strength, my joy Through all the pain that's inflicted God reveals to me That He IS in fact always there Even though I'm so very weak He holds me up When my knees grow weak He guides me through that Which I cannot see He shines His light forth When my faith grows dim He gives me hope Where there's none He soothes my aching heart He strokes my tear stained brow He's never far away He's forever...beginning with now So why does my heart grow weary Why do I throw in the towel Why do I whine and cry Why do I fear and tremble The human condition is powerless To walk the path of God Only in HIS strength Do I live Mary Silva May, 2004