- Searching in sorrow
- In my weakness I found
- The path I had taken
- Was not at all sound.
- The road to success
- The way to great gain
- Left something inside me
- That gave me great pain.
- I’d had thrills and then vict’ries…
- Success with great grace
- But deep in my heart
- I was drowned in disgrace.
- A voice from within me
- From deep down inside,
- Cried in my deep sorrow
- In my anxious-pained tide.
- Seems all I had done
- Was soon to be gone
- The honor, the glory,
- Would all be undone.
- “I’ve got nothing,” I thought,
- “I got nothing at all.
- Unless I have something
- That remains when I fall.”
- “What have I done…
- Was it really so good?
- Gave all of that effort…
- But empty I stood.”
- “What was the purpose?”
- Was all I could say
- When all of my victories
- Had been taken away.
- My heart and life broken
- I called to my Lord,
- Deep in that darkness,
- There were only His words,
- “What have you done, child?”
- He asked me point-blank.
- I, stared…and then stuttered
- And how my heart sank!
- Again He addressed me
- E’en there as I cried,
- “I’ve called you and loved you
- It was for you that I died.”
- He picked up my head,
- And I raised up my eyes,
- And there in my weakness,
- I gave my reply,
- “My strength was my weakness,
- But the worst thing of all
- Was that it was my strength
- That caused my great fall.”
- “Forgive what I’ve done, Lord
- And how I’ve decried
- The reason You called me
- Which I so long had denied.”
- He showed me His cross,
- His wounds and His side,
- He said it again…
- “It was for you that I died.”
- The love that I’d sought for
- The feeling inside,
- Somehow–strangely grew warmer,
- As a part of me died.
- A New Man within me,
- Renewed from the pain
- Now looked up to Jesus
- His strength to obtain.
- “I’ll do what you want, Lord,
- It’s all that I have!
- My wants, my desires,
- All those I will leave.”
- “Show me Your way, Lord,
- Show me Your call,
- That for which I was chosen
- Before the beginning of all.”
- “Go–now–in your weakness,
- Don’t trust in your strength,
- Though weak, tired and weary
- I’ll hold you the length.”
- I rose and then followed
- To where…I don’t know.
- But trusting and waiting,
- In time He will show
- What things really matter,
- What things to forsake,
- And why He has called me
- How He gave me His grace.
- I’m clay… but He’ll shape me
- He’ll be by my side.
- My Friend, Lord and Shepherd,
- In whom I’ll confide.
- I praise Him! He changed me!
- My weakness He raised
- To strength so unequalled–
- He’ll ever be praised!
- My searching’s now over
- And now that I’ve been
- Called His–and forgiven—
- No more need I gain.
Thomas F. Fischer
