Filling My Cup

by stewart

I lift my cup

And sip Your Wine.

You are there to comfort me;

To fill me with peace.

Every place I turn

There is bitterness;

At first, there may have been joy.

Yet it always turns bitter, in the end.


Why do I forget?

Nothing is lasting except God/Light.


O Lord, thank you for being patient

And filling my cup, again.


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