Come unto Me my beloved,
give Me your yoke to bear.
Loosen from your shoulders,
the burdens that you wear.
Give unto Me all your troubles,
Nothing is too difficult for Me.
Take off those chains that bind,
and keep you from being free.
Give unto Me all your worries,
place them here at My feet.
Rid yourself of the constraints,
that ties you up in defeat.
Give unto Me your heavy load,
place it right here in My hand.
Work loose that which binds you,
and experience My perfect plan.
Come unto me My beloved,
there is nothing that I can't do.
Take off the yoke that keeps away,
the love that I have for you.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Matthew 11:28-30
"Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy and My burden is light.”
Yes, over and over again Jesus helps us to carry our daily yokes. In your poem, I can see and feel his presence immediately. So now when things seem not to be going right. I just say "Praise Jesus!" and let him carry it for me.