‘Cos of the wickedness within their soul
Lord, let my heart jig with joy
And find confidence in you.
When I’m in troubled waters
And I lack wisdom like a foolish ram
Lord, let the entrance of your word
Give me insight.
When the moon hides its radiance from me,
And the sun frowns steadily at me;
Lord, let the brightness of your garment,
Be my light.
When the earth; my source and sphere,
Has become fierce and unbearable;
Father, engrave me in your palms,
And get rid of my plight.
When friends, family and loved ones,
Have become aliens from a strange world;
Father, let your undying love
Encompass me about.
When my spirit-man contends with my flesh,
Driving away my inward poise;
Lord, grant me your peace,
Which surpasses all understanding.
Lord! Direct my path.
Written by: Florence John
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson
I am a member of the WRR editorial team.