One More Day - Poem by Melvina Germain
Lord the day has come for me to say goodbye
I'm not ready Lord and I must explain why.
I ask humbly Lord for one more day, yes Father
one more day to look those I've hurt in the eyes,
to whisper softly, the word, I apologize.
Lord, I've worshiped you all of my days,
through heartache, pain, through tears and strife.
Yes Lord, I.ve worshipped you all of my life.
All I need, my precious Lord is one more day to finish the things I started.
One more day Lord to tell my loved one's how much they mean to me
One more day to let them know they made a difference in my life
Precious Lord, I'm your humble servant
I will never question your decisions,
Lord one more day is a mere twenty four hours.
Time went so fast, I didn't see it coming,
I took life for granted, now look at me,
a child asking her Father for one more day.
Father, I know you are a generous God
I know you gave of your only son.
Father, I'm grateful for all you have done.
I'm asking Lord for one more day to stand on the hilltop and
take in your awesome view.
One more day to tell other's about you
One more day to feel my heart spin.
One more day Lord to watch my children grin.
One more day to see the smiles on my grandchildren's faces.
One more day to take them to a few special places.
One more day to tell them how much I love and care for them so.
One more day Lord to do these things before I go.
One more day to worship with my family.
One more day to share a final meal.
One more day to seal all deals.
One more day to talk to my best friend.
One more day to spend a few moments with him.
Lord oh precious Lord, do you hear my plea.
Father, I'm on bended knee, what will it be.
Lord, give me one more day please, just one more day,
Oh Lord do you hear me, I implore you.
One more day, precious Lord, one more day,
that's all I ask, in Jesus name
One more day, one more day
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