Protect me Lord like you have always done;
You are my benefactor since my birth;
As per my needs, you give me rain and sun;
Do guide me Lord to keep the road on earth.
Without your grace, my human strength can’t win;
Without your blessings, life can turn futile;
Without your forgiveness, man lives in sin;
Give me the will to walk the extra mile.
I do not wish to judge my brothers, foes;
I do not want to curse the tress-passers;
To cries of innocents, God always goes;
You judge most fairly human offenders.
The hand of God protects all creatures made;
The devils realm on earth will sooner fade.
Copyright by dr john celes 23-05-2015
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem