Faith

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What now my King,
what do I bring
when You know every thought.
All mistakes, heartfelt aches
answers I have sought.

What now and where,
and how and who.
Where do I place my feet.
I just don't know
which way to go,
perhaps admit defeat.

but No.
You did not make me so.
What were You thinking when
You wrote the story of my life,
and did it please You then?

I just don't fit into a box.
No real Denomination.
Neither Lord I think do You,
my God of Every Nation.

What now my King,
what do I bring?
for my eyes cannot see.
Then I know,
'Be Still, Let Go.
Rest awhile in Me.'

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