I took a burden to the Lord
To cast and leave it there.
I knelt and told Him of my plight,
And wrestled deep in prayer.
But rising up to go my way
I felt a deep despair,
For as I tried to trudge along,
My burden was still there.
Why did't you take my burden, Lord?
Oh, won't you take it, please.
Again I asked the Lord for help,
His answering words were these.
My child, I want to help you out
I long to take your load.
I want to bear your burdens too
As you walk along lifes road.
But this yhou must remember,
This one thing you must know . . .
I cannot take your burden
Until you let it go.
BETTY CURTI.
Lovely poem. I think about Christian in
Pilgrims Progress, how his burden dropped
from off his back when he looked up at the
cross.
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