Tuesday, February 3, 2009

58, You gently count my hairs

You gently count my hairs
do not permit a hair to fall off
i know how much you think of me

sparrow died
tragedy happened
You still sits by

who is perfect
who should be responsible for misfortunes
that are the results of Your wonderful doings

You said you did not create evil
it ambushed before my door
became a temptation to free will

i pray Your almighty hands change all this:
for my benefit
let a child die

You overthrow the tables of the perons who exchange money
and then lie under the nails
Your anger and submission all are for me

lions roar hunting everywhere
You remove the nails on Your hands and feet
hammer in my heart

i can beat lions' attack
my spirit died together with You
my heart became strong because of the support of casting iron

fear gets the drop on me
the florets on field wave
is to dance in your spirit

your doings are so timely
how fast doe's hooves are
i follow you in such speed

this is so stupid
sometimes my feeling is over my will
sometimes my will lost the direction to follow you

i wish to adjust my life
endure my limited sense
that is your unlimited love

my sense is a long and thick wall
i want to entrust my spirit to you
but the wall is too high

if someday the roof collapses and crushed my all children
You are the director
i perform in your way

sadness tore my clothes
when calamities came
i turn towards you nakedly

how I dare doubt Your management rules
are the ears of wheat in the field for me?
i pick them up

You save me out of famine
i stand on a pile of stones
that is the place the people broke my witness

Your light blinded my eyes
even ignited my spirit
i raised it illuminate my journey

through the storm,fire and flood
the only certainty in my mind
is the wish of walking your road

i start off

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