(after Totius)
Where with childish faith I do look upon You,
it is You keep me against Your breast true,
I realise when I look upon each dark thing and each desire,
that every human would in Your bright intense light expire,
where to You I do entrust my feeble thoughts and that which I pursue
and like this I come as a mere mortal to You without fear,
where you give me a new heart and do me from sin clear,
when at times I do fail in the things that I do,
it is You that keep me against Your breast true.
[Reference: "Psalm 130" by Totius.]
© Gert Strydom
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