Lord, You are my strength,
whenever I'm completely weak.
You are the spiritual delight
in Whom I only seek.
Lord, You are my morning light
that's shining above the mountain peaks.
You are my hungering desire -
For each day of every week.
Lord, You are my vigilant Father
over earthly trials through which I eke.
Please keep me mindful of Your Word,
so my attitude remains... humble and meek.
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Sunday, April 5, 2009
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2 comments:
Your poem celebrates in a tight poetic form a message that reaches to our earliest traditions of faith. I enjoyed reading this.
Greetings from a fellow poetrydancer,
This read as a prayer and to that I say Amen!
I've enjoyed your blog and will be following you.
Teresa aka Tess
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