Tune: Melcombe
('New every morning is the love')
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Forgive me, Lord, I lose your peace
When frustrations and fears increase
Help me to set, focus on you
The source of eternal peace true
Knowing you in life, your purpose
You do show and reveal to us
Whether it be what we would choose
Or what it be, from your best views
Things we would do, but now may not
Be able to do, that our lot
Or things new, different paths to take
To serve you well for your name's sake
Help us your time to wait, so then
It shall be the right time, for when
You so appoint, as in your plan
For every child, woman, and man
Show us way through where dark it seems
Give light from your radiant beams
Thus settled, not cause others stress
For your intent is us to bless
And peace retained, your comfort gained
Where we may have ourselves stressed, pained
But onwards with your grace now still
To seek to know, do your good will
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Author:
orchidee (
Offline) - Published: October 28th, 2019 02:48
- Comment from author about the poem: A hymn-poem in 8.8.8.8. metre. We may all throw a 'wobbler' at times (verse 1), and our prayer may end up: 'O God DO something; get your finger out!' (or similar words). I thought of other angles too. Not to only feel comfy when things go how WE would like them to (verse 2). Things we used to be able to do, but maybe cannot do now, due to age, or whatever (verse 3). Not to be too slow, nor too quick (verse 4). Needing light always (verse 5). Retaining or regaining peace where we may have lost it (verse 6)
- Category: Spiritual
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Comments4
Great religious poem.
Thanks Lamar.
Thanks for sharing UNCLE STEVE ! Every Morning indeed ~ Gods Love for us is renewed ! Love the POEM very practical ! Our fave verse is ~
Show us thy way~ when dark it seems
Give light from your radient beams
Thus settled ~ not cause others stress
For your intent is us to bless !
Blessings to You & Posturing Puppy
Love in the SPIRIT Angela & Brian
🧡💙🧡💙🧡
Thanks B&A.
peaceful pursuits all perfectly wrapped in a particularly poignant poem pertaining to the problems some of us are only too familiar with these days......
Thanks Neville. You run out of 'p's now, with that comment?!
possibly..
Not ossibly? I talk some rubbish sometimes, even if I dosay so myself!
Peace be with you Orchi.
Thanks Gold. And also with you….
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