I come again to bow at my Jesus’s feet
In my brokenness
I know His voice so well
I weep, weep, and weep
Oh Jesus, oh Jesus
I’ve come to you my rock and my refuge once again.
Oh God you have been in my brokenness before
And I praise you Lord that you have always been there for me
I know your voice
I walk, talk, dance with You enjoying You and all You have made.
You have always brought me through
You are my all and all and I depend on you.
I hope others Lord
Will feel your presence
As you walk and talk with them.
Others who are hurting
Others who have been broken
Others who no one seems to care about ….but….but You do!
Your ears are open waiting to hear a voice
Calling out with all concerns in this life.
Nothing is too small or to great for Jesus..
Praise His Name, oh Praise His Holy Name!
He is our help and the power that is behind us
As we push forward with Him, we can depend on Him.
By Rena Oynes © March 7, 2019
thedailylily.com 
Rena, the verse in your poem, “I know your voice” painted a beautiful picture of the Great, Good Shepherd Jesus tending His flock of sheep. This scripture came to mind from John 10:27, 28: “My sheep know my voice, and I know them. They follow me, and I give them eternal life, so that they will never be lost. No one can snatch them out of my hand.”
Beautiful poem, with truth. Thanks for sharing Rena
Often a believer in Jesus Christ finds themselves rowing 🚣🏻♀️ in a direction that was not on their map. Seems Rena in this poem is familiar with the rowing much like many. Having a spiritual compass 🧭 on board sure gives comfort and healing help when fear tries to be the norm. Sharing one’s story can be cathartic.
Thank you for your insightful comments which further enhances the calm in the storms of my own life. As people identify with the poem, I hope they will find the calm in the storm too. But they must find the ONE who holds the calm for each of them.