Need Over Greed
I have so far to go my Lord,
and so little I can afford.
Yet I shall triumph and succeed,
for the Lord grants my every need.
Help me discern the path to take,
may I do good for your names sake.
That I refrain from lust or greed,
for the Lord grants my every need.
Let your spirit descend as a dove,
help me to love those hard to love.
For this commandment you decreed,
for the Lord grants my every need
May my soul share your wondrous grace,
in every town and marketplace.
Alas, from sin's chains, I am freed.
For the Lord grants my every need.
04.06.2021
Copyright © Charlotte Watkins | Year Posted 2021
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