In this glade tranquility
Your soothing presence surrounds,
I hear your whispers in the stream,
Your grace lies on this serene scene.
Your spirit is in the calming breeze,
The gentle rustling of forest leaves.
I feel your tenderness so very near,
Clearly Lord Jesus, you are here.
I came to you as a child in this place
With heavy heart and saddened face,
I sought relief from pains of childhood,
You gave comfort as no other could.
I’ve wandered the world on a quest
Searching for cherished happiness,
Never remembering all the while
Where I’d found it as a troubled child.
Father it is here I return to you again,
Seeking forgiveness of my worldly sin.
For years I’ve strayed from your grace,
Once more I return with tear stained face.
Father, I pray for forgiveness this day
For the burdens of my life heavy lay.
My sins have been many, my regrets few,
Jesus, I kneel as your child before you.
As a child of your creation I beg salvation
I seek once again our heavenly relation,
I am lost and alone, I want to come home
For with you Father is where I belong.
I kneel to you in this cool forest glade,
Let your holy shadow be my shade.
Jesus, accept this sinner meek and mild
Love me now, As when I was a child.
“Cool Forest Glade”
©Written by: Kenneth J. Ellison
February -13, 2006
For the Son of man is come to save
that which was lost.
How think ye? If a man have an
hundred sheep, and one of them
be gone astray, doth he not leave
the ninety and nine, and goeth into
the mountains, and seeketh that
which is gone astray?
And if so be that he find it, verily
I say unto you, he rejoiceth more
of that sheep, than of the ninety
and nine which went not astray.
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