Lord! You will tell me the time!

Lord, You will tell me the time!

You will tell me the time

before and after each season
In these changes seasoned in time
to see each end free from remorse and

up to the task of each given assignment
Under Your charge and Spirit guidens

To You God,I pray
You will tell me the time

You will tell me the time
doing all that’s the best of me,
not feigning in pretence and never

seeing Your sky as the limit

but heaven before You and with a hearing
and by Your grace to bring down the rains in
the right seasons

God, the very utmost holy
You will tell me the time

Time to sleep and wake up, time to go
and come back and be found at the right place at
the right time and in all things, doing the right things
Fearing nothing, accept You,
Restrained by nothing, but You

God, the creator, the Father, the Son and
also the holy ghost,
Only You will tell methe time!

To redeem the time for the days are evil
You being the first and last,
The beginning and the end,
and all things being between and measured and

comprehended and it’s all to You, less and is Your glory

My Lord and my King, my Father, the God
You will tell me the time!

And when You will tell me the time
to move swiftly with all thou ought under the

charge of Your command,
with all thy standards, according to Your word
and by Your Spirit, Lord Love
You will tell me the time!


About Ephraim-Leo Chaparadza

A Zimbabwean who've fled from his country due the perils it was facing, the basic reason that first came in my mind when i've decided to fled was the condition of my two loved ones, sister and ageing grandmother, i wanted the best for them and to seek the means to expose my talent. Believe me, i've got worlds to share, i know life to a great sophisticated standard, though my english is not quite accurate, with the help of all on this site i'm positively sure i'll pull up. My father was a builder in the Rural areas of Murehwa in Zim, he passed away when i was five and that's how i got seperated from my mother when she returned to her first husband. And i was left in the hands of my aunt, she was a loving and one of the good role model of my life, she followed my father when i was eleven, and i was left in the hands of her children.I had to be passed from family to another and life wasn't quite good at all, i find it very hard to make peace with myself. For more about mylife, i'm on progress of my autobiography titled (The other border jumper). I've came to SA three times through risk means (under the spare wheels of trucks) due my conditon of not having anything to buy me a visa, this is the only choice i had. The third time is this, i've never been home after i've lost my grandma, work being a problem in Pretoria i've decided to come to Cape Town, with an aim to find a ship and sail away, but that wasn't God's plan. In the street i joined a Church (Christ Embassy) it was of great inspiration than any church i've attended before. A friend i met in this Church refered me to a project called Mylife (http://www.mylife.org.za/ ) The main task of the project is this, it empowers youth and children, especially from the street, role modelling and equiping them to be the caregivers of the future. This is where i'm staying now, where i've learned to use computers, and a lot more other things and i'm grateful.

Posted on November 21, 2013, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. hoping to do my best with you onboard

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