God is in control
And God observes
The will, heart & nerves
He understands in our quest
Even the blessed get stressed
Religion carries a heaviness…
…But The Spirit makes us light
Yet we veer left when all along
One love makes it right
Until we embrace our humanity
Reality at best – isn’t fully addressed
So even the blessed get stressed
The spirit at times needs rest
Rest in peace and yes
Even the blessed get stressed
Now at least you know
God is in control and God observes
Taking our hand upon request
He guides us through the curves…
…And walks us through the mess confessed
Because even the blessed get stressed
And He talks us through with tenderness
So even through stress we’re blessed
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem