POEM 248: IN CHRIST, I HAVE NO WORRIES

ever observed how calmly a bridge
lies over stormy waters?
ever wondered how scared she could be
sitting on a mass of liquid uproar?
in times like this, I feel like a little baby
cradled up the arms of the Lord:
No worries
No cares
No fears
Everything, he'll provide
All I got do is cry unto him.

This road is long and dusty;
sometimes when I crave to be cleansed,
he comes walking down the dusty road
with a glorious smile
swinging his arms like the wings of a legion cherubs,
He stoops with grace and sweeps my wobbly feet off this sinking ground,
cuddle me in a crimson embrace
and walks me safe to glory land
whilst fall asleep in his arms;
No worries
No cares
No fears
Every foe, he'll paralyze
All I got do is call on him.

There are things not yet plain
to my mortal and simple mind
I still doubt his grace
And depend partly on him
And on the strength of myself,
yet in faith I crawl on all fours
for he will tell all about it
in the by and by,
when a holy hush shall befall my troubled soul
standing before him who sits on the throne,
I shall lend wings to my doubts
And cause em to fly away, into the welcoming flames of Hades;
then I'll stand before him, sound, saved, delivered,
No more worries
No more cares
Not a single fear
Everything, he's provided
And I need no longer cry unto him.

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