All Glory and Honor
The government didn't do everything but you didn't either
It's God's Praises I'll sing so sit back and take a breather
He placed it all in you, right down to the tiniest little gift
As your being He drew, however satan so does try to sift
Blessing, upon blessing, upon blessing you don't see
It doesn't seem pressing and perhaps you don't agree
In using mans own thought you could never so define
Nor if you have not sought than you should not whine
Your speech and voice by Hand God put it all into place
That's why we rejoice for we KNOW of His great Grace
The way you do certain things and our very personality
The comfort this thought brings, even you must agree
He knows you so very well yet it's He you don't even ask
All of my problems I do tell, but it is in His Glory I bask
Everything thing I just said to literally every single word
Thoughts He placed in my head little phrase that I heard
Copyright © Vincent Flannery | Year Posted 2016
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