Lord please give me this chance,
To drown some of my sorrows in lines,
Dripping with emotions and opinions.
These lines are not the substitution,
For talking with You,
And drowning my sorrows in Your Word,
Or in prayer…
But it helps me to organize, systematize,
And also realize exactly what I want to say.
Lord You already know,
The real meaning behind the string of words,
Well before they are written or even heard.
And I thank You for the fact,
That my lines are not attacked,
By misunderstandings, reprimanding.
And if they need to be changed and rearranged,
You’re the only one that is permitted to do so,
Because I recognize the parts of me,
That I haven’t figured out yet,
That I haven’t met,
You already know,
And are well acquainted with
To drown some of my sorrows in lines,
Dripping with emotions and opinions.
These lines are not the substitution,
For talking with You,
And drowning my sorrows in Your Word,
Or in prayer…
But it helps me to organize, systematize,
And also realize exactly what I want to say.
Lord You already know,
The real meaning behind the string of words,
Well before they are written or even heard.
And I thank You for the fact,
That my lines are not attacked,
By misunderstandings, reprimanding.
And if they need to be changed and rearranged,
You’re the only one that is permitted to do so,
Because I recognize the parts of me,
That I haven’t figured out yet,
That I haven’t met,
You already know,
And are well acquainted with