Albert Wilson

(Lisburn, County Antrim)

The Lonely Strand

I walk along the lonely strand
My feet drag slowly in the sand,
The beach and I, may thoughts my own,
My head is full, my mind is stone.
I hear the waves break on the shore,
But I am downcast, tired and sore,
The blackest thoughts are now with me,
Ah! A bright and shining light I see.
Jesus appears and softly says,

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