That on his very own man does live
in this time becomes self-conceit that do no answers give,
where through a deadly virus we are living,
human beings are full of mistrust in the reactions they are giving,
but it's in such times that I come to You
and pray turn our days around in what You do.
You can think, speak and act and it is,
words have to You omnipotent meaning, You can dematerialise this,
The yesterday, today and tomorrow You do now already know,
You know where every person will go
and nothing happens that You do not see,
for every person You know what the best will be,
only the very best is in Your love's scope
and I ask from You these things and do trust and hope.
© Gert Strydom
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