M's Poetry
Lost & Found
Lost & Found
Oh Lord here I've come
I am about to cry
in front of the load
that is weighing down
my back side
and with a plea of mercy
I have called You again tonight
please, oh please
make things right
for so long sleeping in lost seclusion
wrapped up in a crisis of faith
needle in a hay stack mystery
why we make it so hard?
when it can be so easy?
now my eyes are open
I finally see.....
I need no words now
for Your love surrounds me
so many prayers of pleas
when it was faith I needed
the freedom in truth
the gratitude of just what You have done
in the name of the Father,
the Holy Ghost and the Son.
2007@ Megan Watkins
Oh Lord here I've come
I am about to cry
in front of the load
that is weighing down
my back side
and with a plea of mercy
I have called You again tonight
please, oh please
make things right
for so long sleeping in lost seclusion
wrapped up in a crisis of faith
needle in a hay stack mystery
why we make it so hard?
when it can be so easy?
now my eyes are open
I finally see.....
I need no words now
for Your love surrounds me
so many prayers of pleas
when it was faith I needed
the freedom in truth
the gratitude of just what You have done
in the name of the Father,
the Holy Ghost and the Son.
2007@ Megan Watkins
