I Refuse to Let This Grief Win – Faith Simbizo
Tears on your bathroom floor,
Sometimes faith looks like grief,
Surgical blades piercing your body,
Sometimes faith looks like fear.
Sometimes faith looks like grief,
For we resemble the acceleration
of the sands in the hourglass,
Sometimes faith looks like fear,
Like a man sailing tides
with Jesus believing he could drown,
For we resemble the acceleration
of the sands in the hourglass,
And aren’t the graveyards proof of this fact?
Like a man sailing tides
with Jesus believing he could drown,
Adversity shakes us to our core sometimes,
And aren’t the graveyards proof of this fact?
Someday we will watch the people we love sleep,
Adversity shakes us to our core sometimes,
But don’t we rise?
Someday we will watch the people we love sleep,
We pray they sleep with hope,
But don’t we rise?
It’s faith that makes us refuse to succumb.