Poetry

Can the pain of human suffering
prevent me from being made whole?
How should I properly express
the inner dimensions of my soul?

Can the depth of my understanding
reach that of King Solomon’s intellect?
How often must I pray to receive
answers from the Divine architect?

Thankfully, my Lord is merciful,
gracious and patient with me;
for I carefully consume His Word,
wanting these blind eyes to see.

The treasure of Your Word’s worth
for me and my life will never depart.
O my Lord, I desire to do Your will,
for Your principles are… within my heart.


 
Author Notes:

Loosely based on:
Psa 40:9, 103:8-9; 1 Kin 3:1-15; Jam 1:4-5

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By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2013, All rights reserved.