A BED TO LAY

A BED TO LAY – a poem

My heart seeks where to lay,
In the many cares of life it ponders
and so do my feet wonder,
but there was no worthy treasure yonder.
Then my heart found these treasure of words
So sweet it can’t wait to joy.
It soon join in melodious procession.
Oh my heart you can now lay in this worthy field of treasure;
Then sing my heart to the lord of the field:
how it’s now can refresh and do refresh.
Yes the majestic lord of the field
do call out come fill yourself with life that you might live.
Not ever did my heart seek were to lay,
for it has found a bed for it home,
Provided by the lord our groom.

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