A poem for my creator,
Just where do I begin?
Your law, it is my path in life
My feet shall be my pen
Imperfection staggers,
With footprints dressed in sin
Each time that I have fallen,
You have raised me up again
There were times when I have left you
Yet, in your heart all love abounds
In the middle of my weeping,
You grant me higher ground
If I could only catch a glimpse,
Of the hope behind your eyes,
With focus placed on trash as me,
That even I,
Might gain life's prize
If my poem unfinished be,
While in the dust I rest
I pray my words will rhyme in that,
I have given you my best
Beautiful heart, beautifully painted! .. Thank you ever so much for sharing! .. Endless 10S! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ......................+++++
If my poem unfinished be, While in the dust I rest I pray my words will rhyme in that, I have given you my best......outstanding conceptualization. Faith on Lord brings completion. Beautiful poem.10
A prayer from a heart full of humility! Yes, our Lord continues to love us even we stray away from his fold. He never takes into account our sins and imperfections. He is all kindness and though our songs may not be complete let us offer them at his feet! Beautiful!
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A beautiful psalm of humility, faith and love. Truly humbling, moving and sincere. Whether you are believer or not, you can't help being moved by the beautiful and loving lines of this heart felt work.