How can it be
A fool like me
Could be given eyes
That help me see.
Your ways are hidden in plain sight
Your hand is raised
With restraining might.
Your Spirit seeks to show the way
I am almost mute
I feel so weak
But of your glory
I live to speak.
Of all your promises being yes and amen.
An unlearned man with a ready pen.
So I will be a fool for you.
There's nothing I would rather do.
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Author:
Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 9th, 2024 00:37
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Comments4
The gifts we're given when we open our hearts to see.
Good write!
A fine write 2.
An uplifting read. Nicely composed.
Thank you
Beautiful.
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