Come with Me, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz


Asher Brown Durand, Scene from “Thanatopsis” (1850)


Come with Me, Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Come with me, we shall extol His goodness.
Look at the world He has placed before us,
A plenty before us in this vastness.
Let’s sing our song of thanks so boisterous.

We shall take to our knees to give Him praise,
First be of His gift of our many days,
Then in how He provides in many ways,
And how He has stripped us from our malaise.

This land given with His heavenly grace,
Never be thought to be a just reward,
For we are just His tenants in this place,
As it is heaven we’re working toward.

Let eternal faith in Him be our guide,
Until the day we cross the great divide.

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