O if I could
only set in tune,
My mind to
rhythm and heart to rhyme;
And I know it
may not be too soon,
Before I
reach the end of time.
If my selfish
will could cease to wander,
And surrender
all to His will supreme,
If I could
always cause my heart to ponder,
On God's divine
redemptive scheme.
My spirit
cautions my feet to flee,
From passions
that this world excites;
As my weary
soul does beacon me,
To deeper
depth and higher heights;
To tarry at
my Master's feet,
And rest from
Him humbly accept;
Till the glorious day I hope to meet,
My Risen Lord
who paid my debt.
Eric Anthony Trott
6th September
2015
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