Having wandered in the wildness for years
The Lord has now seen my desperate tears
By supplications and pleas I touched His ears
He has now eliminated my anxiety and Fears
And before His Holly alter I has Cheers
For the Lord's season is the best for me
My enemies longed and waited to see my end
Christ took my hand and become the only friend
I have forgotten the teary days I had to Spend
He is always there for me and my life to defend
There is nothing to worry about for Him I depend
For the Lord's season is the best for me
I wish, my friend you too could Know
The care and love our Lord Jesus will show
Run to Him and give him your burden to Know
The blood that cleans all stains still flow
It's only under His wings you can grow
For the Lord's season is the best for you
Excellent poem! Christ took my hand and become the only friend! the Lord's season is the best for you! - TRUE! ! !
Truly, the Messiah, is the fountain of love and sacrifice. Loved reading and commenting................10
Thank you Sir for reading and comment on my poem, God bless you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The Lord's season remains the best for us all. Thanks for sharing
I appreciate your comment Pius, Thanks