Dec 2018
CRY NO MORE
Cry no more,
O’ ye poor
In the land,
Heaven watches over thee,
from above
Thy Creator shall wipe
Away your tears.........
Look at the grazing cattle,
It neither sow
Nor reap,
But yet feeds on
Greener pasture in all
Times and season,
The Creator provides for them…….
Cry no more
O’ ye beggars
On the street,
If thou persevere
This temporary toil,
Ye shall eat
The good of the land……….
Look at the birds
That flies in the air,
Freely it stores
Up wheat and barley
In its nest,
The creator feeds
Them all……………….
Cry no more
O’ ye mother and child
Squatting on the street
And gutters,
For with a firm belief,
Thou shall be lifted
From the gutter
To Glitters
And thou shall feed
On abundance and plenty.
Look at the Lion,
The King of the jungle,
It neither till the soil
Or labor in heavy yoke,
But it lives and pride
As a King
Never lacking food and provision
When it hungers and thirst
It feeds from the abundance of nature………….
Cry no more
O’ ye poor
In spirit,
For the Lord
Knows thy needs
And he shall wipe
Away your tears
In due season…………
O’ ye men
Of humble beginnings,
Thy Savior looks down
On thee
From Heaven’s nest
And ye shall be crowned
With glory,
If thou faint not
I tell you this truth…………………
*The fragrance pen,
*Wale
Cry no more,
O’ ye poor
In the land,
Heaven watches over thee,
from above
Thy Creator shall wipe
Away your tears.........
Look at the grazing cattle,
It neither sow
Nor reap,
But yet feeds on
Greener pasture in all
Times and season,
The Creator provides for them…….
Cry no more
O’ ye beggars
On the street,
If thou persevere
This temporary toil,
Ye shall eat
The good of the land……….
Look at the birds
That flies in the air,
Freely it stores
Up wheat and barley
In its nest,
The creator feeds
Them all……………….
Cry no more
O’ ye mother and child
Squatting on the street
And gutters,
For with a firm belief,
Thou shall be lifted
From the gutter
To Glitters
And thou shall feed
On abundance and plenty.
Look at the Lion,
The King of the jungle,
It neither till the soil
Or labor in heavy yoke,
But it lives and pride
As a King
Never lacking food and provision
When it hungers and thirst
It feeds from the abundance of nature………….
Cry no more
O’ ye poor
In spirit,
For the Lord
Knows thy needs
And he shall wipe
Away your tears
In due season…………
O’ ye men
Of humble beginnings,
Thy Savior looks down
On thee
From Heaven’s nest
And ye shall be crowned
With glory,
If thou faint not
I tell you this truth…………………
*The fragrance pen,
*Wale
