Have I burned out?
Made my mental state a crisp, chard hunk of useless brain cells.
Unable to have a coherent train of thought, it crashed and burned forever ago.
I've run out of steam, I just can't keep running on my own.
So gladly I can say that in my weakness you are strong.
I don't need to worry when I know you back my every move.
You have taught me how to lean on you when I can no longer stand.
You lift me up on wings like eagles when all I thought I needed was to walk a little farther.
Oh how you shower me with blessings my good and faithful father.