You feed me with a loving hand
Grace you with me grace of Lord
help me to grow Show me the way
that will always be the truth
Teach me with the teachings of you
Once I met there in that garden home
with my loving friend
you as, a young charm
Then I dare to meet
The feet of God
Let notbe graceless
with a sweetness you bear for me
and graceful you made the guide
Not ponder mine
in guilt words
for you to speak sweet looks
sweetness to allay my sour
FOR I know you have
the wine have the skill
not to kill our thoughts
I hope you may be here tomorrow with all Grace
How nice to have a friend like this? Glory to the Lord who is awonderful friend of us!
A beautiful dedication to God the Good Lord! I am sure He will be mighty pleased with this song of glory!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice superb devotional poem ending in a divine hope line so fine. I hope u coment my latest poem.