Adam M. Snow
This Lost Lamb - Poem by Adam M. Snow
Oh by the morning strike of day
and by the calm obscure of night,
my heart is Yours O God - I pray;
grant this lost lamb Your holy sight.
Give this lost lamb the sight to see,
truth that lies in the love of Thee.
Grant me the sight of your own eyes
and make O God, this dumb man wise.
Grant this lost lamb the words to speak,
the Word O God of Yours to man,
the Word of truth for which they seek
in ways a lamb once lost dare can.
Grant this lost lamb an ear to hear,
and hear Your voice so crystal clear.
Speak Ye - O God with words of love,
let this lamb hear Your voice above.
Grant this lost lamb the feet to lead,
so I may guide a crowd to Thee.
Help this lamb O God to succeed,
and help the ones encage be free.
Grant this lost lamb the hands to aid,
and help the fallen and afraid,
and help the lost ones to be found.
Help me guide them to solid ground.
Lead this lost lamb - O God, to Thee;
save this lamb from the sunless deep.
Grant me the sight so I may see
Your love's overpowering heap.
Let this lost lamb be born again,
to live for You - O God, Amen.
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