Poem
Trust Me
Look at you,
You’ve traveled so far.
You’re tired and worn,
Still following your star.

Your feet have blisters,
Your hands are sore.
You seek great riches,
But you’re still so poor.

Come to Me, you who are weary,
And I will give you rest.
No longer will you seek and search;
You’ll be happy and blessed.

I’ll wipe away your tears,
Each and every one.
Come rest in Me, live
In the light of My Son.

You will find peace,
Your journey will end.
You’ll be safe with Me,
in the company of a friend.


You’ll be happy and peaceful,
Joyous and free.
I’ll bless you beyond measure . . .
Just please, won’t you trust Me?
—Erin Burke, Shawnee, Kansas
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