When my heart aches and feels squeezed,
Choked up and finding it so difficult to breathe.

Causing my eyes to overflow with tear drops,
Do all I can, but the ungratefulness never stops.

I want so much to live a life of a virtuous woman,
It’s a daily struggle, forgive me Lord for I am human.

I beg You to reach out and take me by my hand,
Precious Lord take me to that glorious promised land,

I want to go home to no more sadness or grief,
Seeing those that have gone before will be such relief.

Not mine will be done here in this unforsaken place,
But, Your will that be done no matter the trials I face.

My plea is for those who use, abuse, and are so unkind,
You place a burden on their hearts to others not be blind.

I lack sympathy for those who choose not to live for you,
Forgive me Lord, help me to lead them for you to rescue.

Only in You will they be forgiven and find saving grace,
That is my precious hope before I depart from this place.

Give us all the love of our Father with eyes of a child,
So that unto others our temper and anger becomes mild.

VLK