Let not the grass grow beneath my feet, O Lord.
Let me not to idleness be betrayed.
Instead, let me unto You give praise,
Let me look upon Your face and be glad.
Though trials and folly torment me,
I shall think of You and rejoice.
For in Your presence I will one day stand.
And in Your beauty I will be cleansed.
Forgive me, O Lord, when I stumble.
When my path I do wander from.
I am but mere human, Lord,
Broken, flawed, unloved.
Save by You, Lord of my heart,
For Your love is eternal still.
Never am I alone or denied,
For You are always within.
Bring to me, Lord of Lord's,
Peace of mind at last.
This prayer, this call, this single cry,
Echoes from the heart inside.
I hide my pain from those around
For fear of pity and shame.
But You, Lord God, feel neither for me,
Only love of father to child.
I seek You wisdom, Father Lord,
I pray that You will attend.
Give unto this burden laden heart,
Your love, Your joy, Your will.
~Wayfarer(aka Robin)
April 27, 2006
Not exactly classic poetry, but it's a style I use regularly. ^_^
What a beautiful poem Robin. Do you mind if I save it?
