God you are our helper,
(now how does that work out?
-you're our rock & shelter)
to think, instead of pout.
You, you are our model,
our Father & our friend;
and sometimes we're hobbled
to save us from OUR "ends".
Part of me is trait'rous.
Please grow in us your son,
else your love abate 'nus
and Satan will have won!
Thank you for permission
to come to your own throne:
Help us in this mission,
to honour you a lone.
And yet we know you're not
so “lone”, (and yet you are);
with Jesus "calling shots"
under your umbrella.
Help us dig out our good
gifts, where they cause some sin,
so no thing ever should
stop us from entering in!
And more than that it's you
we want to enter in,
that all of us be True
to your Life's Way to win!
28October,
2thous&11
years since Christ walked over
Earth, then went to HEAVEN!
