Dear Lord, I know you’re up there watching over
Your every daughter and every son
And through all the world’s changes, you continue
To care for each and every one
So, the times I’m feeling deserted and a little insecure
Please forgive me though my faith diminishes and
Of your love, I’m just not sure
And the times I’m feeling down and an atheist I act
Please understand it’s faith in myself that I lack
And when the doors that you keep open, I adamantly close
Please, don’t give up on me; for, that’s when
I need you the most.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem, it speaks the language of surrendering