My Wish

Dear Lord

Take these vacant hands

No longerĀ  filled with needs

Or family demands, no longer sweet

With youthful song

Yet make it meet

To praise you

Take whatever talents

You have given me

That I see

In some small way

A gift for you

Perhaps I maybe able

Yet, to say a word of love

Bring joy to those

Who do not know you as I do

Dear Lord,

Use what I have

That I may Praise you.

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