Strive

As I strive to get ahead … I fall farther behind When will I learn that it is not my doing But my depending on You, Lord That keeps me from the pit Of debt and desperation There is nothing that I put my hand to That if You have not blessed will not Produce prosperity Yet my soul flourishes in riches The kind given only by You So why do I still attempt to Satisfy my flesh, When my spirit flies high Above the heavens in joy Your child …. When will she learn Lord, how patient You are with her. Thank you for making me Your child Without You I would be nothing on my own.