Thank you that I had time to write,
I hardly ever do.
I want to make the time I have
Available to You.
And that no matter what I write,
A poem or a story. . .
Lord, that I would be unseen,
So that You would get the glory.
For all the words I have inside,
Are words that You have given.
The only purpose in them, Lord,
Is to draw lost souls to Heaven.
And Lord, this is my daily prayer,
That you would keep me humble,
That selfish pride would never cause
Someone You love to stumble.
So, Lord, to You I dedicate
My paper, pen and ink,
It should not really matter
What anyone else may think.
For everything there is a place,
For everything a season.
Let all the words that I may write,
Always, to You, be pleasing.
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