If all I have
Is taken from me;
And I am left
With nothing,
Help me to see You…

If from the belly of the earth,
I raise my voice
And from the abyss,
I cry out to you,
Please turn Your ear unto me…

If in plenty,
I abound
And my heart is merry,
All year round
Let not my heart turn from you…

If my last breath
Is taken from me
And when life,
Wants to wave me adieu,
I pray I find rest in You…

(c) Chukwudi Isaac