Nobody knows the trials I’ve faced
Nor faced the trials I’ve known,
Except for the One who died for my sin
And shed precious blood to atone.
Nobody knows the weight I have borne
Nor borne the weight I have known,
Except for the One who suffered the cross
Forsaken by friends and alone.
Nobody knows the tears I have cried
Nor cried the tears I have known,
Except for the One who has dried every tear
By the comfort and grace He has shown.
Nobody knows the battles I’ve fought
Nor fought the battles I’ve known,
Except for the King who conquered death
And into whose arms I have flown.
Nobody knows the victories I’ve won
Nor won the victories I’ve known,
Except for the King who calls me His child
Whom He loves and will never disown.
A Christian poem by: Mark Tinjum