Caught in a cycle, I repeat my yesterday,
working to earn enough to live another day,
worn out by my striving, caught in constant doubt,
dried out by my yearning, battling through my drought.
Weary Soul it's time to take your rest,
Held safe in the hands that know you best.
Caught in indecision, I relive my mistakes,
working hard to forget the broken; my heart aches,
worn out by my failures, always caught living in the past,
disappointed by behaviours, forgetting what He's asked.
Weary Soul it's time to take your rest,
Secure in God's promises, I'm blessed.
Caught in my confusion, I resist His grace,
working to earn forgiveness; a hopeless chase,
worn out by my efforts, caught in a vicious cycle,
drowning in my dryness; I'm fighting for survival.
Weary Soul it's time to take your rest,
Healed, restored; forever in His nest.
Matthew 11:28 Come to Me all who are weary, and I will give you rest.