My Quest

My concept of God, was very dim
As a child, the future seemed so grim
With no one to lead, hope was slim
I needed guidance to calm my whim

A void that I could not explain
Ruled my being, and domain
For inner peace I searched in vain
How long would this burden reign

As I read the Word, it was clear
I needed answers to ease my fear
I knew not what course to adhere
If only a solution would appear

Like the Ethiopian, as he read
Puzzles raged within his head
Then from Philip, light was shed
To guide him on the road ahead

As the Gospels, I would oft' implore
This Galilaean, I came to adore
I sought for answers more and more
Finally I learned, my sin He bore

I found that works could not atone
To abolish sins, that I had sown
My efforts - - He would not condone
By Grace, I came before His throne

Today I know, His hand did guide
Before I knew, - - why Christ died
He often altered step and stride
An unseen hand, He did provide

"My quest" and thirst was satisfied
Since in His arms, I now abide
Peace and joy, He has amplified
And contentment has been magnified