Oh Lord,
If you are not God,
My work will all go to waste.
I labour, but the fruits of it -
Disintegrate to dust.
Each morning,
I pace up to school.
I move each muscle, tendon,
Because You are God.
Sunday, March 20, 2005
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Zzz..no offence..but im no christ fanatic..zzz
-hy
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