The Things I Carry

I carry this heart
That is yearning for a new,
This faith that I have
Will I carry too.

My Book, YOUR words,
All them I herd.

I carry these burdens
But need to bring
All them to you,
To you, my KING.

I carry not much
In this world
That I know
But the things that I carry
Soon will be shown

I carry this heart
That I know may not change
I know I need help
Though to men it seems strange

I carry this pen, a pad
And a brain...
And so I write to you,
To you again.