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Being Content
Written: by Tom Wright
5/29/00

	Lord,
	I've asked not from you, the fastest steed.
	Nor desire I to possess the keenest eye.
	Nor do I seek, from life, an easy, meaningless, course
	Wherein, that I, upon my labor, might get by;
	
	I've never searched out paths being arrow straight.
	Nor found great satisfaction, lest abiding in your will.
	And though, oft times, for actions, others may berate.
	I'll follow, clinging to You, Lord, still.
	
	I do not seek, for self, earth's riches untold.
	But oft, think I, of others lives and need.
	Trying you Lord, I've seen what would unfold.
	By ten you've recompensed for every deed.
	
	Earthly wisdom, from none but You, I'll seek.
	As each new dawn begins to take its flight;
	To make proper choices when times, are good or bleak,
	Trusting not within myself or personal skill, 
	But in your might;

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