God knows my silent tears I shed so oft,
In solitude and secrecy of heart;
God knows my sorrows, grief and feelings soft,
And time to redress them, ’fore I depart.
God knows my trials, tribulations great,
Those pose a threat to harmony and peace;
God knows the seasons when such things abate,
And fosters will-power to keep my ease.
God knows what’s good and best for me always,
And watches me with tender love and care;
God knows what heights I climb in mundane ways,
And sufferings and strife, my heart can bear.
God knows my iniquities, sins I do,
And fills my soul with grace and spirit too!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-1-2006
John, I bathe in the meditation of your gentle words. Love, Phillip
It is said that God counts every sparrow that falls. I believe He also counts every human tear that is shed. This is a well crafted, musical piece. Very soothing and reassuring to those who care enough to pause and contemplate its message. Kindest regards, Sandra Fowler
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
thanks Phillip, Well said. perhaps your gentlemanly mind rightly matched the mood created by my words as well! The readers' frame of mind too well matters! Dr John Celes