This words for you can hardly seem much sweet,
But our Lord has made a plan for each,
And there's a plan for you of perfect suit,
So don't be killed by reaching what to reach
Will only bring you what you wouln't need!
The bitter truth my father once did teach
Still says that every man is like a pen -
Self-willed he simply can't release his might,
But run by God he can do much, and then
He's using what he has inside.
So selfishly don't let yourself to lie
In oldest dust and have no use -
You have so much to draw but not to die
With giving Lord's wise drawing hand refuse...
This words are painful, but they are saving truth
Accepting it, I write with Lord's hand's move.
This words for you can hardly be much sweet
© Copyright: Михаил Фризен, 2022
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