God eagerly
waiting
to embrace
his children
each night
as about to sleep
each morn
as about to wake
to daily appointment task
each hour
as children stumble
fall to snare or on gradient steep
each minute
as soul heart
is given in worship art
each second
as prayer sacrifice
burdens hopes outpour peep
no matter
where in life journey
we may creep
God is ever ready
to catch our soul
sacrifice before we sleep.
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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