as i walk along
i think of the things i've done wrong
i'm a walking in the rain
tears are falling and i feel the pain
and i wonder
like jonah did ponder
inside the belly
it was hairy
to flee
from a power greater than thee
many a times we rebel
only to experience hell
we are terrible farmers in the dell
when we allow divine seeds to shrivel and mortal ego to swell
when You said "go"
and we said "no"
choosing to suffer blow
allowing self-pride flow
instead of Thy glory glow
why You deliver us despite our dreadfulness, we'll never know
but we are grateful Your loving kindness to shower and show
thank goodness for the life lines You throw
jonah 2:10
and the LORD commanded the fish, and it vomited jonah onto dry land.
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