The Mystery Of Love

The Mystery Of Love short poem

Uploaded by ZUZANNA MUSIAL

When I think of you Lord I am happy
you are there always following
the path that I travel…and
your hand is a guiding light
that helps in the life journey.

There is strength in prayers
there is strength in your Holy blood
I love you, Lord…’God of Mercy’
and God of All…there are no other Gods
you are the only one…the ‘Greatest One.’

You love your people, does not matter
the Cree and the color of their skin
your love is immeasurable and forever
you gave your life, on Golgotha hill
for us sinners, you washed our sins.

Dear Lord, thank you for your sacrifice
have mercy on us, do not look down on
us sinners, we are weak people
and without your guiding Light
we are lost in the journey of life.

The path we travel is often dark,
so bless us O’ Lord, and have mercy
do not look down on our weaknesses
but please be there for us always
in giving strength to go on every day
and help us your people carry the cross. Amen

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I have learned that Poems have a therapeutic impact on people.Poems have been recognised Worldwide as a unique Art in writing...Poetry is essential in any culture, and it is a valuable addition to 'World of Literature'... All Poets are unique and special. Thank you for your friendship in poetry...Peace...ZuZanna
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