Come to Him

I give praise to the Father,
Lord of Heaven and earth;
As well as our Brother,
Who was given human birth.

He has hidden many things,
From intelligent people;
Not revealed even to kings,
Or preachers in the temple.

Rather to little children,
Who the Father is well pleased;
Was told more than mortal men,
With minds sinfully diseased.

For the Father knows the Son,
To whom He has given whole;
And is the Anointed One,
While on earth with a goal.

The Son will only reveal,
To those who want to know Him;
All others He will conceal,
Whose life has been dark and grim.

Those tired with heavy loads,
Also the weak and weary;
Follow Christ on the paved roads,
Drying eyes that are teary.

Copyright © 2009 Richard Newton Sherrer

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