These Walls

Look at these walls

How they tower and surround

I built them up from the ground

I laid brick by brick

Stone by stone

Until I was all alone

Of these walls

I am so proud 

Finally away from the crowd 

I am protected 

Safe and secure

I have found the cure

No pain will come

If I close others out

I have no doubt 

But... pain did come

From the inside

And I could not hide

Loneliness and pain pierced like a sword

That familiar emptiness remained

Would I forever be stained? 

In my despair 

A sweet voice I heard 

I clung to every word

I listened through my wall

The voice spoke of a remedy 

For my pain and misery

“I know your suffering well

For I too had a wall built

To hide from pain and guilt”

“Dear friend, you cannot save yourself

These walls of self preservation

Will only lead to devastation”

Convinced by their pleading

I ran to my wall to break through 

I failed and the more hopeless I grew 

The voice came again

“It’s impossible in your own power

You must run to the real Strong Tower”

Puzzled, I asked “what does that mean?”

“Jesus, of course” was the reply

I wondered, would he really hear my cry?

I cried out to Jesus for help

In that very moment He came

Calling me by name

He said, “I am with you, daughter,

Don’t be afraid of the loud rumble

These walls of self reliance I will crumble”

With one finger, He touched these walls

In an instant they were gone 

In pieces now lay each brick and stone

I was free from my own prison

From the rubble, I opened my eyes 

Truth brought freedom crushing all lies

Never again will I build up these walls

He alone is my Shield and Rampart

Jesus, my Savior, the Lord of my heart

No need to hide in fear

Now my hiding place is in Him

My future no longer bleak and dim

I’m consumed by His love

What deliverance! I am free!

His victory song now surrounds me

I surrender to His loving embrace

Full of grace and power

My Jesus, forever my Strong Tower