Isaiah 33:16-17<\/b>\u00a0–\u00a0They are the ones who will dwell on the heights, whose refuge\u00a0will be the mountain fortress.\u00a0 Their bread will be supplied, and water will not fail\u00a0them.\u00a0 17\u00a0Your eyes will see the king\u00a0in his beauty and view a land that stretches afar.<\/i><\/p>\n
\u00a0At the lowest place<\/p>\n
When I hurt the most<\/p>\n
As stab wounds bleed<\/p>\n
Self-mutilation screams<\/p>\n
When the mirror<\/p>\n
Is not a friend<\/p>\n
But an accuser<\/p>\n
I will not complain<\/p>\n
Buried in decaying hurt<\/p>\n
Yet I am not<\/p>\n
Defeated<\/p>\n
Bursting with hope<\/p>\n
Joy overruns its banks<\/p>\n
Hear me sing and laugh<\/p>\n
From a strength<\/p>\n
Not my own<\/p>\n
I raise my hands<\/p>\n
To the sky<\/p>\n
Shouting the Victory<\/p>\n
Given to me<\/p>\n
By You<\/p>\n
I have not lost<\/p>\n
Anything that I<\/p>\n
Ever owned<\/p>\n
I can never lose what<\/p>\n
I have always had<\/p>\n
You oh Lord<\/p>\n
I will not accuse<\/p>\n
How can I accuse<\/p>\n
The One Who is<\/p>\n
Pure And Faultless<\/p>\n
I will not accuse You<\/p>\n
To release myself<\/p>\n
From who I am<\/p>\n
Greatest of possessions<\/p>\n
Is You<\/p>\n
Though I may lay<\/p>\n
In the street<\/p>\n
As Job had laid<\/p>\n
Defeat is not known<\/p>\n
In the furnace<\/p>\n
I shout praises<\/p>\n
To You<\/p>\n
When I am kicked<\/p>\n
Through the pain<\/p>\n
Is the beauty<\/p>\n
Of Your loving eyes<\/p>\n
Lack of understanding<\/p>\n
Lack of knowing<\/p>\n
Means nothing<\/p>\n
All I can see<\/p>\n
Is the beauty<\/p>\n
Of Your loving eyes<\/p>\n
When trampled<\/p>\n
All I can see<\/p>\n
Is the beauty<\/p>\n
Of Your loving eyes<\/p>\n
When I cry out<\/p>\n
\u201cJesus save me\u201d<\/p>\n
All I can see<\/p>\n
Is the beauty<\/p>\n
Of Your loving eyes<\/p>\n
Your love is<\/p>\n
My greatest reality<\/p>\n
Hope therefore is<\/p>\n
My constant companion<\/p>\n
All I can see<\/p>\n
Is the beauty<\/p>\n
Of Your loving eyes<\/p>\n
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