Have you ever been left
to take care of yourself,
abandoned at the age of four,
because you had bad health,
and no one loved you more?
Have you ever been lost
in a sea of people
and could not find your way,
so you looked for a near-by steeple,
a place where you could pray?
Have you knelt by a pew
with your head hung low
and felt so empty within,
you wished God loved you so,
and would wash away your sin?
For the hungry heart needs
more than good food to eat,
It needs faith, hope, and love
and fellowship that’s sweet
To reach heaven above.
Yu/stan/kema.