The Lord has got me this far
The Lord has got me this far,
So, why do I with Him spar,
Even when the weather is fair,
With no need to despair.
I thank Him every day for the flowers,
And the grapes on the vines,
Unconditional Love and Loyalty from friends,
The saving graces,
That again and again and yet again remove doubts.
I pray I can become more Grateful,
More hopeful,
More cheerful,
More blissful,
More thoughtful,
More remorseful,
More merciful,
More helpful,
More delightful,
More beautiful,
More care full.
With only kindness full,
With more understanding full,
With more pity full,
With more loyalty full,
With a heart that is longing to be with Love full,
With more fun full,
And with more sense of wonder full.
I pray I can become less spiteful,
Less revengeful,
Less hateful,
Less doubtful,
Less mournful,
Less of a handful,
Less distasteful,
Less Harmful,
Less stressful,
Less sinful.
With less of a temper full,
With less arguments full,
With less judgement full.
,
Copyright © David Smith | Year Posted 2025
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