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The Poetry of Grace E. Easley

Let Go ... Let God

This morning when I first awoke,
My shoulders were still sore,
And there beside my slippers,
Lay my cross upon the floor.

It was just where I put it,
Before I went to sleep,
And so I placed it on my back,
'Tis where I always keep

It through my waking hours,
'Til it's time to put it down,
It grows a little lighter,
On towards evening, I have found.

This morning as the dawn appeared,
My heart was full of care,
The grievances of yesterday,
Seemed just to much to bear.

My worries seemed to multiply,
By two's and then by three's,
My burden grew in size until,
It pushed me to my knees.

Reaching out for help I found,
That everyone had gone,
I raised my eyes and sobbed,
"Dear Lord, it's just too hard alone."

Then through the sudden stillness,
There came a blessed peace,
I felt new hope arising,
And felt the heartache cease.

And then I heard His footsteps,
Along the path I trod,
And He softly whispered to me,
"My child let go ... let God!"