My complaint is bitter today,
I try hard to control my sigh;
Even though I trust and obey,
No answers for questioning why.
If I just knew where to find God,
I would go to the place He lives;
I stopped not to honor and laud,
And find out all the objectives.
I would just like to plead my case,
But I never like to argue;
Plead for mercy on His grace,
An explanation to construe.
I desire to know the word,
Letting me know what I did wrong;
Because His voice I have not heard,
So agony does not prolong.
What are the charges against me?
For I need to plan my defense;
An acquittal to set me free,
Because it is my first offense.
I cannot find where I do go,
To the north or south or the west;
He is not there since He does know,
My thoughts when He gives me a test.
My thoughts and actions are pure gold,
And I follow in His footsteps;
Always doing what I am told,
To the letter I do my preps.
I have stayed and followed His path,
For I did not detour or stray;
Since I want to be spared His wrath,
So I will still trust and obey.
I have treasured Him in my heart,
Because God is one of a kind;
And His Word will never depart,
They are engraved within my mind.
So how can God be against me,
For His wonderful Word of life;
Always caused the darkness to flee,
Keeping me free from any strife.
Copyright © 2016 Richard Newton Sherrer