Poem Hunter
DT (3rd January 1956 / LONDON, UK)


Poem By David Taylor

How many words must I truly write
to put all that was ever done to rights.
How many verses need to be sung
to heal the wounds that time has cruelly done.
How heartfelt must this message be
to bring my soul back home to Thee.
How often must I, on bended knee
offer all my pride to simply be.
How can I ever, ever see
all that You promise that You are to me.
How can I fill each moment and each hour
in your presence without any other thought or dark desire.
How am I to reach an end
to this searching to simply be Your friend.
How, ohh how can it ever be
that I will deserve to live as one with Thee.

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Alot of heart in here and David and that is how this will be done. One who gives love as you mention here, deserves all the love and then some in return. My Mum used to say the more love you give away, the more it will come back to you in bountiful measure...It's hard to believe that at times though, isn't it? Another wonderful write from you.......marci.xo