The Cry of My Soul

The world turns fast

In its time and season

One more day, another year

The youth is gone

The old has come

Grey color, brittle bones

Heart failure and anxiety

A pill or two- no comfort

A road without horizon

The cry of my soul

One more day

Where is my God?

The hazy color of grey

Seeing through my eyes

Obscurity with no end

Cover my understanding

With rolling waves

Where is my God?

Not until I entered the garden

Where my Savior alone agonized

The pain of my soul

Did I understand

He had been there

All the time

Carrying my sorrow

Of today and tomorrow

In that garden

Where all started

Where Adam and Eve

Slipped and fell

Gethsemane, you I will

Never forget!

Until the day breaks

When my Savior

Will I see face to face

At the end of time

My sin- His pain

His death – my gain

Gethsemane –His sorrow

For my affliction

Of today and tomorrow

He was there all the time!

Author: Jacinta da Cruz Rodgers

I have been committed to teaching the truth of the Word of God beginning with Trans World Radio on Bonaire, N.A and Swaziland, Africa (1969-1980), then through churches in the United States in both English and Portuguese and then through ministry in Israel (2005-2006). This ministry continues through local Bible studies and outreach to the world via the internet. I have written a book about my life from that of an orphan in Brazil to missionary in 5 countries. You can find out more on the "Book" page of our blog site.

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