Forgive me, Lord, that I'm so busy I
need to slow
my pace
My classes all but make me With
all I
the
that
needs writ
have accomplished mostly
But
And
homework
a bit
dizzy
still I toil at
all
what remains
next week's tests will surely call
For strength and energy
that
wanes
Somehow I know that You are near You ask me to be still and know That You are God,
need not fear
I
For You will shelter
Your wings provide a
Where
I
me below
resting place
can hide amid the gale
And thanks to Your unchanging grace I know Your mercies never fail. by Erik Mundall
Answer You yearn
for an
answer
that never
seems
to
come
an answer to guide the
show
the road, or at least
open a
You
way
gate.
wait,
and wait. It's
getting late.
You're that
still
yearning for an answer
never seems to
come
only because you forgot one simple task,
you forgot
to ask.
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