Pick myself up and shake off the dust,
Its here with You that I must trust.
You have never left my side,
True happiness is when In You, I abide
How Your heart breaks,
When I make carelsss mistakes
Separate these offenses from East to West,
Perge me with the refiners fire as You see best
Plant my roots deep in Your soil,
So my selfishness can not longer toil
Shake the dust and make me new,
Give me strength to be your chosen few.
Build a strong tower in which inside You abide,
Pick me up, shake the dust, and give me a new stride.
Written by Me.....2007
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