When my ways do lead to roads that stray from You
then my Lord, You do find me again
and even-though I am at times directionless a stray-child
You are the one that finds me like a Sheppard,
never You do go pass me when I am in misery
as You do find me and lead me when I am missing
to places of rest and tranquillity,
even when my own will do lead me away from you
then my Lord, You do find me again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem