TEACH ME THY WAY
Teach Me Thy Way-
For I am tired of moving in my own direction,
Doing much, but accomplishing all but nothing of significance.
My soul has come to a point to cry out for your protection.
A defiant person reluctant in his spiritual stance,
I stood between the gates of life and death.
Waiting for a commanding voice to usher me in,
Standing there for a while, challenged to dare.
Of a proper spiritual journey, I yearned to begin.
To learn to believe that a God might really care.
To acknowledge that I know nothing, I will boldly say.
As I stand waiting for you to lovingly, Teach Me Thy Way.
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