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The Lord I Serve

Oh, how do I love the Lord that I serve, I love the Lord more with each passing day; I love to sit down and peruse His Word, But before I begin, I kneel and pray; I thank Almighty God for days gone by, And I commend Him for the present day; When done, to a quiet place I retire, Anxious to hear what the Lord has to say; God is my Father – He knows what is best, He is always with me, leading the way; He never tires – no, He never needs rest, Always reachable - be it night or day; The Lord speaks to me through His divine Word, And dotingly guides me along the way; Comparing astute conduct to absurd, Offering me heaven if I obey; To worship and praise Him around His throne, Is the best gift anyone could receive; God promises a home, not made of stone, To those who trust in His Word and believe;

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Date: 6/24/2021 5:04:00 AM
Lovely and well written. Keep it up.
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