Patient One

FOR MANY YEARS they crowded me -
they grew so very tall...
but you, my Lord, had stunted me,
created me so small.

They pushed me off, stole the sun,
and rose up to the sky...
and every year You held me down,
as I had wondered why.

The winds and rain blew very hard
beneath them I was crushed...
and you, my Lord, had gone away,
my silent screams were hushed.

For many years this happened -
they'd ignore my every plea...
and you, my Lord, seemed not to care,
when they would laugh at me.
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So many years have passed since then -
a hundred years or so...
yet you, my Lord, answered my prayers,
and patience helped me grow.

A million weeds had laughed at me -
yet long ago they passed...
but you, dear Lord, protected me,
just as my prayers had asked.

For many years Your little tree -
was pushed around by weed...
but oh, dear Lord, You strengthened me,
and met my every need.

And now today, I tower high -
I'm seen for many miles...
but oh, dear Lord, You taught me well,
and humbled all my smiles.

Psalm 37:7 (NASB) Rest in the LORD and wait patiently for Him; Do not fret because of him who prospers in his way, Because of the man who carries out wicked schemes.