Thursday, February 9, 2017

My Master

The Lord is my Master; His slave I am.
He carries me to places of rest and feeds my Soul.
I am calm and worry not.

My soul was broken but now it's healed.
I walk the way of His desire,
For His purpose my actions I keep aligned.

I don't fear death nor any day's plight,
He is forever with me; I know He is.
I am confident to know this, so peaceful I am. 

He blesses me with good and the world can see it's so.
I am seen as happy even my enemies know;
Yes it's so.

The Master extends grace and mercy to me;
I love Him respect Him and fear Him.
Gladly I yield to my Master. 

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