You are the Everlasting God, the Everlasting God
You do not faint, You won't grow weary

Thrown down an altitudinous plunge, mind closed.
He said unto me, "I will make you fishers of men."
Echoes inversely, but not with my permission.

Assurance is my will, and His is to give.
My reception is arduous, regrettably,
Since the mind cannot accept what the heart does not believe in.

"Consequently, faith comes from hearing the message, and the message is heard through the word of Christ."
Open my ears to hear this Word then.
Let me live in Your realm.