In the silence of my room
Words begin to flow
As God gives the order
In which to write them just so
I am but a vessel
Use me, Oh Lord
Cause me to reach others
I am but a port
I will tell others
With the words you give
How to be saved
And how to live
I will be your mouth piece
In the dead of night
I will be your voice
In the dawn of light
Use me, Oh Lord
My voice is yours
From my soul within
Your love just pours
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely religious poem. Sincerely, Connie Webb