My heart is heavy, but cannot express what it needs to say.
My mind is worrying, and cannot think straight.
My hands are tired, too tired to clasp and pray.
My feet are blistered, and have begun to stray.
But yet in my befuddled state, God's Spirit in me remains.
Even as I stumble along this messy way, His presence will always stay.
His life, He gave. My sin debt, He paid.
Day by day He leads me to grace and shows me His way of faith
My heart to be fulfilled, and trust what God says.
My mind to be thinking, but not worrying not about today.
My hands to be tired, but eager to clasp and pray.
My feet to be calloused, and following God's way.
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