In pain I sought the Lord of Life
When nothing could comfort give
And when my soul these things abhorred
Christ said come forth and live
You know the sorrows that I felt
My pains and groans were heard
A burden laid upon my heart
You saved me through your word
My heart I wholly give to Thee;
O make it fruitful Lord.
My life I dedicate to be
To you in thought and word
I know my life you did require
A servant of your praise
You are the Lord my greatest desire
The reason I was made
What shall I render to my God
For the bounty that he gave
Even through his merciful rod
For the devil has been slain
Your name and praise we celebrate
O Lord grant my request
I’ll sing to your my heart’s desire
God grant your servant rest
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful prayer/poem. Thanks for sharing, J.D. Peace