YOU ARE MY CHILD.
Why do you treat Me like the Lord,
Whom you fear and pay heed to meet?
Am l an emperor or judge
whom just to meet is what you fear?

I want Myself to be your dear,
just like your father or your mum.
You go to them with great delight
not frightened to make yourself clear.

How can you love the judge who sits
with majesty and will decide
the scaffold or to set you free?
You quiver when you see his sight.

Approach Me with your heart with glee.
I am your tender Mum whose eyes
will share your pleasure and your tears
and loves to keep you near her heart.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
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