Will you condemn me, my love?
When you judge me
Will I be found guilty
Will your mercies ever end?
You know my thoughts
My desires, my dreams
The passion of my soul
There's nothing that's hidden from you.
When the world looks down on me
I look up to you my beloved
Where does my help come from
My help comes from you
You have looked deep into my heart
And has measured the weight of its sorrow
You have seen my tears
And has poured it all in that golden bowl
Your eyes have seen my fears
Your eyes have seen the little girl
On her knees
Which no one has ever seen
You know the young girl
Who was passionate for you
With tears, hugs and kisses
I clung to your heart
I put my trust in you
You're my hiding place
The One in whom my heart finds rest
And my soul finds its mate
Susheela, such an inspiring poem.......................
You know my thoughts My desires, my dreams The passion of my soul There's nothing that's hidden from you... it is at the same time a romantic poem and a divine poem. praying to God. you have the special gift to unite human love and divine love. i see it in many of ur poems. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Perfect prayer - in a poem format. Excellently scripted. Well done. God Bless.