Asa - The Diseased King Trusting Physicians Over God

Once in my

Youth I saw You crush a

Million faith was my

Shield and heaven was my

Help

Later the

Pain rose heavy in my

Footsteps and I leaned

Down on other hands but Yours

How does a

Heart that once had stood so

Boldly forget the

One who gave it breath to stand

Heal what grows

Cold when first love has slowly

Faded

Call back the

Soul that wandered from Your

Face

Even through

Failure never let me be for

Gotten remember

Me within Your covenant

Grace

Days of dis

Ease and chambers filled with

Remedies yet none could

Reach the deeper ache in

Side

I sought the

Skill but left the Lord un

Sought there and sorrow

Grew where trust had once been warm

Still at my

End the people gave me

Honor mercy re

Mained beyond my final breath