Oh Lord I get down on bended knee
I prostate myself to thee
I ask that you help me
find my way back to thee
I have gone astray
It is not intentional Lord
It is just that I am lonely
I hear you tell me
My dear Child
Come back to me
On Bended knee
and I will never
leave nor desert thee
You are very precious to me
A poem of reconciliation
Oct 4, 2011
Oct 4, 2011 at 1:12 PM UTC
Oh Lord I get down on bended knee
I prostate myself to thee
I ask that you help me
find my way back to thee
I have gone astray
It is not intentional Lord
It is just that I am lonely
I hear you tell me
My dear Child
Come back to me
On Bended knee
and I will never
leave nor desert thee
You are very precious to me
A poem of reconciliation
