Gert Strydom

Gold Star - 19,869 Points (03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

Make Me Like A Child - Poem by Gert Strydom

Lord, outside it’s pouring
and every thing ugly
I want to wash from me,
to fall in pools
at my feet.

Again to stand like a child
in the rain,
without worry
about where everything is going.

To rollick in bright drops
that hit splashing
against me

and to know with innocence
that everything comes from Your hand
and around me
every leave, branch, tree and flower
pays their homage to You.

You control even thunderbolts
and You are the One
that stops savage winds,
give life to an earth
that yearns for water.

l’Envoi
Lord, teach me
to serve You better and to understand,
and like a child to go to You
and in trust
to look at Your works
and to know that in everything
Your mighty hand
still folds around me protecting
and that all things
are possible and practicable to You.

Lord, again give to me
the trust and innocence of a child
that with my hope centred on You
I attempt to build my things
and although
the world about me blinds me,
like a scared child
to take Your strong hand in mine
and teach me
to keep You in my heart again.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 9, 2010



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