This beaten road is long, rocky and rough
Pitfalls looming 'round every corner
In land where, clearly, I'm the foreigner
Sometimes it's hard to smile through this stuff
But, I see the goal as I've seen for years
Never changing or moving close nor far
Like, upon the horizon, shining stars
Facing every day with stess and fears
Upon my back I still carry with me
Past baggage, that's yet unchecked at the gate
I cling to it as He patiently waits
There is sorrow within no one can see
Oh, Lord, if Your will might graciously be
Won't you please kindly take this cup from me
There are days, these days, when the sky is clear
And not a sound can be heard for miles
When, across my face, I feel a smile
Oh, in those moments, I know You are near
Perhaps You'll choose to take burdens from me
Perhaps You'll give me peace for each new day
So, in You, I might confidently say
That, indeed, the Son has set this man free
But, Lord, if your will might dictate to me
That you would take the chalice from my lips
And, from day to day, guide each of my steps
But, if I must, I'll bear this cup for Thee
But, Lord, if Your will might graciously be
Won't you please kindly take this cup from me
((November 22nd,2008))
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful poem and prayer, my friend. How could we survive without his help in bearing the burdens of this life? Thanks Richard