By Grace To Faith

“Be of good courage,”
Thus, my heart is convinced
Yet why do I still quake?
And trouble makes me wince?

How can I profess that my faith is real
When my trust in Him is small?
When my journey has no zeal
Fleeing every trial, too afraid to fall

But though my steps falter
And His will I fail to know
Though my confidence waver
I have nowhere else to go

And in the dark, the Word speaks
“From His people, the Lord will not depart,
“Draw near, those who are weak,
“And He shall strengthen your heart,”

“All you who hope in the Lord,
“Through you His might is poured,
“His Spirit shall be your sword,
“To make you better than before.”

I pray that ‘til the end of days,
He’ll be my final treasure
And that the walking in His ways
Will one day be a pleasure

Free verse Poem; 24 Lines
Prompt: Psalm 31:24