Thy Will Be Done
I ask for nothing
But praise You for the multitude of Graces
That You have bestowed upon me
I lack for nothing
For I am saved in Your Divine Gift of Salvation
Just in knowing Your Great Suffering for me
Of your intricate detail as you placed me in the womb
A Love so great no servant could ever even begin to fathom
And in knowing this through such Grace to be true
I see not the need nor the reason to complain
But I do
And I do it often and I do it loud
And every time I say I won't
I do
And then I see You standing by my side
How many times must I again fall
Till Thy heart completely cradles my own
My house having so few windows left
My path so crooked at times
And yet You love me
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