Dear God above take hold my hand
I wander aimless through this land
I do not know how we will fare
Where shall we go, who will be there ?
The lessons that my life has taught
And dreams I’ve dreamt have come to nought.
The world seems caught in some sad plight
Shall we survive through this bleak night ?
Stretch out Your hand to guide us there
We need Your love and help and care.
I wish I were a happy song
Whose merry tune played all night long
I’d like to be a story old
With ending bold and twice retold.
If I could climb a tall, tall tree
And find a bird who’ll sing with me
Or take a turn upon a swing
To spy upon what’s happening,
I’d try to reach up to the sky
To touch the clouds as they drift by
Or speak to God with His own Word
So He may know that I have heard.
Claire V. Bogdanos 