Clarence Prince

Silver Star - 3,131 Points (September 14 / Jamaica W1)

The Cry Of A Son - Poem by Clarence Prince

My Father oh my Father
I don't want to work any harder
My whole life is nothing but bothers
Yet I'll accept no other title rather
Than a faithful son on whom you can rely
I'm on my knees hear my cry
Leave me not to struggle and die
When upon You I truly rely

Hear me heavenly Father
Move the line that borders
Between Thee and me
If only there is truly such a line
Could it be to cut me from Thy vine
Consider me and help me to get by
I'm on my knees hear my cry
Leave me not to struggle and die
When upon You I truly rely

My Father oh my Father
Must you not take a look farther
You need to see my situation
I'm much like a ship in mid ocean
That's having trouble with its sails
I'm on my knees listen to my cry
Leave me not to struggle and die
When upon You I truly rely.





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Poet's Notes about The Poem

It is right to take your cares to your Father, and it's also right to reason with Him! In fact, it is written, 'Isaiah 1: 18 come now, and let us reason togather, saith the Lord: though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be white as snow; though they be red like grimson, they shall be as wool.' See then, your Father is always ready to reason....!

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 21, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, January 21, 2013


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