I don't remember whom I wrote this for - could very well be for myself. I also don't remember why (i.e. during which exact "difficult period in my life") I wrote it.
Jesus poem
Jan 1 2004
In all the toil that lies ahead
May Jesus be your rest
And for your striving, peace instead
Your weariness arrest.
In all the friendships you hold dear
May Jesus be your love
His mercy and His presence near
His company your trove.
In all decisions you would make
May Jesus be your guide
And all your anxious thoughts forsake
His counsel to confide.
In all your service - noble, weak -
May Jesus be your joy
In His anointing, humble, meek
True calling His employ.
In all you treasure, known and hid
And long for, great and small
Know in your haste, its coming bid,
That Jesus is your all.
1 comment:
Is it silly that I really like this one?
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