When I follow my Lord,
gossips follow my steps.
I ignore these shallow words, –
I am after God's words depth.
All these laughs behind my back,
prickles, which are still ahead…
So what? What do I lack,
when I'm by my Father led?
All I ask Him: not to let
slip my feet to an abyss.
All I aim is to get
His eternal life's bliss.
All I want - it is His light,
should I fight the world so mean?
What is harder than to fight
with my own sin within?
4.02.04
Following the Lord
© Copyright: Альбина Кумирова, 2014
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