The Seashore

I'm walking down the sandy beach Lord,

hoping to hear your voice in me,

the world is crazy outside here today,

I'm praying you lead me right to your way.


As I walk I pray your here,

wanting to feel your touch so true,

its hard at times and more pain is near,

I'm praying you keep me so safe and sound.


I see the beauty inside my soul,

I hear the sounds as I walk the shore,

why does my life always seem so poor,

I look at others and their world seems so new,

why do they act so violent toward you.

I know your touch and how it can change them,

why do we all have such a time rearranging them.


As I walk down this path of life,

I see I'm walking into lots of strife,

But as I pray and hear your voice,

I can't wait to feel your hand in mine,

Take us home Lord, its lonely here,

I'm staying on this seashore today,

Praying your still leading me only your way.


Written By:©Betty Bolden



8-12-05
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Jones Avatar
February 10, 2013 at 3:59 PM
Very beautiful
Bolden Avatar
February 13, 2013 at 3:06 AM
thank you so much
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