I will rise, I will persist,

 

So many tasks lie on my desk,
A mountain high, a tangled mess.

Distractions whisper, loud and near,
Pulling my focus, feeding my fear.

O God above, I lift my plea,
Grant me strength, let me be free.

I long to finish what I start,
To give my mind and soul my heart.

The hours drift, the day runs past,
Each moment stolen, fleeting fast.

Yet in this struggle, I stand and fight,
Seeking Your guidance, Your shining light.

Let my spirit not grow weak,
Let me hear the strength I seek.

I want to conquer every lure,
To stay steadfast, focused, pure.

No longer lost in endless scrolls,
Help me master these wandering souls.

For deep inside, I know my power,
With Your help, this is my hour.

I will rise, I will persist,
No distraction can resist.

O God, with You, I find my way,
Through tasks and trials, come what may.