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Off to see, in a relation-ship.


That birth that brought me here upon the earth.
Was engineered by god, a made up plan.
A way to bring his goodness more, I hope,
and trust that he'll help me do what I can.

Because, I know that it's a partner-ship,
a boat that we're both in, my lord and me.
He lets me do my part, and he'll do his.
I'm watching for my time, and moment too.

The movement we create, is love's true life.
To interact with god is his true gift.
It may seem strange to some, I'm like his wife,
a helper who needs help, big things to lift.

Like all of my transgressions, that come from,
the part of me that it's my job to teach.
His shadow hides the heat from this young one,
I know the sun could cook me when in reach.

So sometimes it's my job simply to trust.
To know that ev'rything will work out fine.
Lord, keep me from the desert and the dust,
Help me to look for ways with you to wind.

Or, simply now to sit here holding on,
I think of my dear friends who hold on too.
We're secretly involved with your great plan,
that's open wide for all new members who,

are opening their hearts and lives to be,
real messengers and co-workers with you.
Please, show us once again, as we forget,
to do those things, you've shown us how to do.


He has shown you, O mortal, what is good. And what does the Lord require of you? To act justly and to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God.
Micah 6:8 NIV
https://bible.com/bible/111/mic.6.8.NIV

 For I desire mercy, not sacrifice, and acknowledgment of God rather than burnt offerings.
Hosea 6:6 NIV

https://bible.com/bible/111/hos.6.6.NIV
As you come to him, the living Stone—rejected by humans but chosen by God and precious to him— you also, like living stones, are being built into a spiritual house to be a holy priesthood, offering spiritual sacrifices acceptable to God through Jesus Christ.
1 Peter 2:4‭-‬5 NIV

https://bible.com/bible/111/1pe.2.4-5.NIV

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