Weary

Why are we weary? Why are we afraid?
Isn't it God Himself that is standing beside us?
No matters is too big for Him,
No situation is too much for Him.
He who makes the universe revolves,
And it is Him who made the earth go round.
No cries of human is too trivial for Him,
There are no sufferings that He did not understand
For He Himself hung on that cross
Dying, forsaken, for me and for you.

He knows what we are going through.
But why are we worried still?
Supposedly, in Him we found refuge
But why, o man, you think that He did not understand?
Why are we thinking that our life is too unimportant to Him,
While He Himself come down from heaven,
To be shamed, suffer and die for us?

Let no man fall and mistaken.
For if the Lord is not the Lord of all,
Then He is not your Lord at all.

O weary heart, find your peace.