Give
God give me the words,
As I ain’t that good.
I can bend the knee,
I can spout the prayer,
But my heart…?
My beating happy heart,
All on its own, sings praises to your name.
God give me the actions,
As I ain’t that smart.
I can bend the knee,
I can spout the prayer,
But my movements…?
Let them be all that you wish,
A shifting, pleasant dance to joyous song.
God give me faith,
As I ain’t that smart.
I can bend the knee,
I can spout the prayer,
But my soul…?
I give to you with all "free" will,
As only you, have given me.
Copyright © Ann Foster | Year Posted 2019
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