Lifted
Beneath the crown lies his head
He blessed the world to make it new
Did we listen to the words he said?
Do we pray for those in need?
Do we let life squeeze us dry
And walk on by?
Am I my brother’s keeper
His burden should I lift?
My footsteps grow deeper
Ground depressed
My own burdens are heavy
With his, I cannot rest.
These words were spoken long ago
To one you help along the way
To you, my blessings will be sent
Your burdens lighter along life’s path
I carry it before you to light the way…
©Anita Dawes
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