Sharing His Heart (a poem)

Sharing His HeartThis is my heart pouring out,
Voice going hoarse from the shout,
Eyes that are burning with tears,
Lord give your strength for the fears.

‘Cause this is Your heart pouring out,
Your voice that raises the shout,
Your eyes that are shedding the tears,
You making a way through the fears.

These are Your precious children,
Ignored, forgotten of men.
Trampled instead of protected,
Priceless young lives so neglected.

So my fear I surrender,
And my heart to be tender,
For these the children you love,
Lead them to mansions above.

(copyright 2013, by Leah E. Good)