Now I Do Wonder Where Everything Is Going Poem by Gert Strydom
Now I Do Wonder Where Everything Is Going
Each of my forefathers stood their man
and in the evening with a Bible they sat around a table,
from the dark early hours they did already farm
and they stayed trusting the heavenly Father.
Now I do wonder where everything is going
while I dig in my own small garden,
while with sunny eyes my wife watches me
and wavering I do try and cling to the hand of God.
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