Speak About God
I am weary O Lord,
Just completely worn out;
Diseased and still not cured,
With holding so much doubt.
I feel more like a sheep,
Rather than like a man;
As though my mind asleep,
And lost without a plan.
I have not learned wisdom,
And not understanding;
The heavenly Kingdom,
What is it demanding?
I am blind as can be,
About the Holy One;
Open my eyes to see,
The Father and the Son.
And the Holy Spirit,
How will He cleanse my heart?
What will I inherit?
To give me a new start.
Who has come from Heaven?
Gathered wind in His hand;
Sent His Son as written,
And doing each command.
Each word of God is true,
A shield for to protect;
Being guidance for you,
So please do not reject.
Copyright © 2012 Richard Newton Sherrer
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