Every day I pray for my lovely wife
who is from me out of her choice astray,
that You will protect and guide her in life
as it passes out sight day after day
and at heart I really wish I do know
what kind of things do now in her thoughts brood,
why she wished for me away to go,
when I did my best to her to be good.
Now alone through life I do daily trod
and it seems alone I do stand since youth,
where I do pray and pray to you my God,
to keep my wife from turning against truth,
do moments with Your holy presence fill
and bring her back to me if it's Your will.
© Gert Strydom
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