Balance
Lord help me to use the tools you've
given me
to live my life Your way;
With eyes wide open, help me see
the beauty in each day.
Please, may my ears hear only good;
be deaf to gossip and hate;
And when I speak, may my words be kind -
sensitive to another's fate.
You gave me tools to build my house
on rock - not sinking sand;
I'm weaving it, Lord, to keep it safe -
all with the help of Your hand.
I will use the perfect level tool
to balance my life for Thee;
Taking time to sing Thy praise
for all You have given me.
Joan Adams Burchell
February 16, 2005
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