If someday, I can not keep,
My temperament cool,
If someday, I happen to
Curse, a self-declared fool,
If I point my finger to them,
Forgive me my eternal Lord,
As a shepherd, you instruct, I
Can not drive them, homeward!
I know from my childhood-
Five fingers are not even,
A few are destroying purity,
The rest is near to heaven.
If I beg light for them,
They will attack my soul.
Darkness they prefer,
hell is their goal....
I can't spend my brightest,
Days after, this satanic self.
Rather, I'll brighten light,
For the rest and for myself.
Forgive me my Lord,
If I can't keep patience,
And lose my faith on them-
I fail to put them in essence.
Oh so beautiful and Divine so meek and true so heart full of love into the forgiving arms of the Lord we come with the purity of heart we shall be forgiven. Nila its beautiful!
Forgive as much as u can. no counting.God is ever ready to forgive. a beautiful prayer. God is ever to forgive but where there is confession God will certainly forgive.
If we forgive the cruel, God will do the rest all! ! ! Be strong and go ahead! ! ! !
I often feel I have someone else guiding my pen, I never thought of it being a ghost, could be, could be, great thought.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a lovely prayer...... though we want to forgive all, we are still clouded by bitterness at times, when things slip beyond our power of endurance.... but still we can pray God to forgive them!