Lord, I don't know Your reasons
And I'd like to question why
Yet I know You hold the seasons
And You hear my lonely cry.
Lord, I don't feel so joyous
With my life plans all awry
But I know your view is glorious
As You're guiding from on high.
Lord, I don't see the answers
In the mighty oceans roar
But beyond it's awesome surges
I know Your love sweeps even more.
Lord, I don't see the answers
They aren't written 'cross the sky
But I know You keep me
As the apple of Your eye.
Friday, August 12,1983
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem