As they cut her from the wreck

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Please, Lord

Lord, make me strong that I may stand,
Securely fastened by your steadfast hand.

Give me Wisdom that I may see,
The good in everyone’s personality.

Give me patients that I may discern
The lessons that you'd have me to learn

Give me grace that I may know
My purpose on this earth below

And Lord, may I always follow you,
And to your calling remain strong and true.

Copyright © 2004 Naomi Shea

 

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