Upon the mighty name of the Lord I do call (Strambotto Siciliano)

Upon the mighty name of the Lord I do call,
I call on Him who created everything,
and as a mere man at times I do feel small
but I am guarded by an angelic being
and my God sees every tear that do fall,
only to His grace I at times want to sing;
I call His name who loved me first of all
to guide me in each new day that is coming.

poem by Gert Strydom
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!