Thursday, May 1, 2025

 In humble hearts, we seek His face,

Dependent wholly on His grace.
From pride’s allure, we turn away,
His kindness guides us day by day.
Though vulnerable, we stand secure,
In God’s protection, strong and sure.
The harmless cry, His help they find,
His mercy lifts the humble mind.
All praise to Him, our source, our stay,
Who shapes our lives from clay to clay.
In every breath, His love we see,
Forever His, eternally.

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