"THE DOOR"

by Joanne Gray
(Sydney,Australia)

Jesus,Lord, I pray to thee,
Help set this rebelious soul free,
Hurdles I'll jump
Rivers to leap,
Though,Id trip over a hump
Maybe fall in a heap
That,as humans we all fall along the way
We even forget it's you Lord
who dusts us off for the coming day,
Please,please,please,let me trust a little more,
As I know it's the key to Faiths Holy door'Into it I shall see,how abundent things shall be
Theres no grief or hungering anymore
Only if we look for the key to The Door!