Lead Me Lord Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz

Something true and innocent
Untainted like a summer daisy
Childs smile by the pure water
The white beads shine in the sun
Chimes in the winds of purity
I shall by my brother and parents
How I miss them

Compassion whispers to all the suffering
So many go thru what I go thru
Life on life’s terms makes me see others
My problems are common too so many
Mary watched her son die on the cross
The least you do onto others you do on to me
Come onto me all ye that are heavy laden

Blessed are the meek
Blessed are the poor and oppressed
Blessed are those that hunger and thirst for righteousness
When did we see thee in prison?
When did we comfort the lonely?
When did we give thee to drink?
When did we visit the sick?
When you give to the least of men you do it onto me
What ever my cross is God helps me carry it
The proud need nothing except their silver and gold
They want the chief seats and recognition of men
God has called the beggarly things of the world
The first shall be last
At the cross at the cross where I first seen the light
Break me and prune me Lord Jesus but I am yours forever!
Lead me Lord all the way home