God gave me a dream of flying,
So wonderfully high was I,
Away from all life's problems,
Way up high in the sky.
But when I woke up from the dream
I was back where I had been,
I worried about all my problems,
My prayer time had grown thin.
Then as I said a prayer to God,
I began to feel in my heart,
I wasn't alone in all of my trials,
Many others also had a part.
For everyone has troubles of some kind,
And our troubles are never the same,
But God still hears our hearts cry's,
And that is why Jesus came.
To help us live with all our trials,
He will help us to carry them,
He said He would carry our burdens,
If we take them all to Him.
By Fae Read