BROKEN REED

 

Often, our brethren are like deceitful brooks
They are the blank pages in so many books,
Your friends they are, except in your need
Suddenly they become, a broken reed
 
Our God must always be first
Only then we will never thirst,
Sunshine or rain he will never fail
He is Almighty and never frail
 
In good or bad times He is always there
He is all knowing and forever fair,
Depend on Him you can be sure
His unconditional love is very pure
 
So, do not suffer in your grief
Go to him in belief,
Be your problems big or small
God is forever standing tall!

© Sheriff Ali 2006

Author’s Comments
Union with the Lord is a coronet of beauty, outshining all the blaze of imperial pomp!