My Lord, Let Peace, Security And Love Reign Supreme Poem by Gert Strydom

(in answer to N.P. van Wyk Louw)

Where I in all my own things
stand naked before Your glance and insight
and You see right through the smoke screens:
the hiding places in my existence,
I want to go to the depth of Your heart,

with my words, prayers and wishes,
my dreams that I cannot tell,
ask holy things from You that people
hesitate to ask and do hide from others:

That You do bring sincerity,
grace and peace to South Africa,
a turning away from a cruel past,
I ask that boundaries do break, for real healing,
that changes hate, bitterness and envy
to opportunity after opportunity.

That the possessions of people remain their property,
that all kinds of oppression do stop,
that people with qualifications get employment,
that the government really will build up this country.

Heal people in their cultures and in their souls,
that big scale dispossession do not become famine,
that everyone keeps farming on his own piece of ground,
I ask You to pour out Your blessings generously.

[Reference:"Grense" (Borders)by N. P. van Wyk Louw.]