Lord, help me do the best I can
Each task you ask of me
Nor let me pine for things not mine,
Help me live thankfully
So when this little day is done
In spun eons to drift
I will not mourn these moments shorn
From morning’s newborn gift
Lord, grant me faith-hope-love, ah, love
Your peace within my soul
And remind me, whate’er may be
That You are in control
Make my thought more of others, Lord
So together we bear
The burdens of life’s laugh-weep-love
Secure within Your care
© Janet Martin
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