No one knows my faults, better than I!
How far? How far I’d gone astray
Dear Lord, but, never far enough for you,
You always were there when I turned around
In confusion, confounded and lost.
Yet, Lord! I never did hold on for long
Soon, I was wandering towards wayside flowers!
Like a watchful Father you were ever near
To keep me safe from any harm
When I, impatient did running go into the world
You were always there to pick me up.
When I stumbled and fell bruised,
It was your wounded hands
Which wiped away my tears
It was upon your sacred breast
I put my troubled heart to rest.
You gave me freedom to walk my way
You walked beside me though I walked away!
In your great wisdom you waited patiently
Till my will, my self and all surrendered
I turned to walk with Thee!
Seeing outstretched loving arms
I run to you and hold on for life
While, happy father, happy child carrying
Helps me walk my long way home.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
lord........ shower you lovely words.... like a torrent to dear angel...........