Covid19-Pandemic Poem by Diane Monte
Covid19-Pandemic
Darkness abound,
Fears surround,
Worries around.
Cries of death hit the crowd,
Weep, mourning the land.
Helpless and cold,
Faith is weakened,
Spirit is grieved.
Hear me oh God,
Heal the world with your hand.
Everything new and old,
All things you created the world
We surrender all Jehovah, our Lord,
For these, you are taken for granted,
Forgive us, restore us, heal our land.
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12/2/2024 4:42:32 AM # 1.0.0
Absolutely wonderful and inspiring prayer! It says it all, very truly and touchingly. So beautifully and sincerely written, should be read and recited by all of us.
Thank you Ms. Sandra, What the world needs now is love and prayer for all...thanks for the wonderful message...stay safe...