I will rather turn to Him

a poem by R.A. Jacob

 I will rather turn to Him,

Then to turn to a human face,

What I can receive from him,

No human can ever replace it.

I will ask him and receive, 

He is never too busy to hear,

I am opening the door,

For Him, He Cares. 

Now nothing to bother,

Now nothing to care about,

When he is besides,

Who then can dare?