I thank you Lord
I praise you Lord
You called me
You reminded me
My feet were shackled
By worldly binds
You came to me
Took my arm and said
“Let other things go by,
Little Child, come to me
Rest awhile!
I am waiting for you
Arms outstretched on the Cross
Cling to me, hold to me
I am your stay through the way
Let your fears all subside
Cast all your cares at my feet
I shall carry them all for you”.
I thank you Lord
I praise you Lord
My soul, my life, my all
I pour at your feet.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
belief........... belief................... strong belief..............