If they’re truly hungry Lord,
Feed them until they are filled.
If they’re sad or lonely Lord,
Fill them until over sweet love does spill,
If their hope seems to have passed them by,
And doesn’t seem to be anywhere to find,
Fill them Lord, do fill them up!
For I will give them all if needed of mine.
If they’re sleeping on earthen floor,
Give them Lord a soft warm bed to sleep.
If their eyes are blinded by their carried sin,
Give them those needed cleansing tears to sweep.
If they’re lost…made a wrong turn along the way,
Guide them back …Oh Lord to you!
And when they’re feeling all alone,
Help them to see… that they can always turn to you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem