Depression is more than real, At times, I don’t want to feel, Sadness consumes me, So, I call on the Lord to set me free For I know this dark cloud is not my destiny. I fight, with Jesus by my side Every time the enemy tries to get inside, I’ll shake it off And hold tight to my cross. When the enemy invades my space, I tell him “Jesus has already won this race” Then I surrender to Jesus And give him thanks for his mercy & grace When those feelings come again, I will not be afraid! The Lord is my shelter and strength When I seek him during my sadness I find myself in his presence.
child of god poetry 