My Jesus, I Trust In You Poem by Chris G. Vaillancourt

My Jesus, I trust in You.
This I say with my lips.
Jesus, my fear betrays this.
I am weak,
weak,
so very weak.
Tears that trickle
from within my soul
do not put faith
in You.

Help me, Saviour.
Mercy, please
show me mercy.

I am reminded
of strong devotion;
precious confidence
felt for You.

Lead me back to this.
Lord, there is
an illness in my body.
A physical weakness
that aches in its
yearning for
Your truth.

I surrender.
I submit.
My Jesus, let
me give this
sickness to You.

Lay it on Your altar,
lay it at your feet.
Release it from me,
remove the doubts.

My Jesus, I trust in You.