The outcast


THE OUTCAST:


I feel like an outcast

I don't fit in anywhere

Not in the world or even in the church 

Days seem drudging

My thoughts are exhausted

I have chosen grief to be my friend

There is no one who can be trusted

No one who speaks good

No one who encourages another

They say they believe in Jesus

But do not believe in His power and grace 

To transform a sinner to a saint

Like Elijah I hate my life

What good is my life to me

I am an outcast

Cast aside and thrown away 

Yet I find my hope in His Word

I will meditate on His word daily

And though my walk is feeble

God will send me help

Then I will race like Elijah

I will be swifter than Ahab

And I will overtake him to Mt. Carmel

And give glory to My God.





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