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A poem expressing the joy to be used as one of God's vessels. |
| O what a joy to be used by You What an honor it is to honor You With a song With a prayer With a message Keeping a spiritual ear Open to hear Your voice Directing my path I hear Your calling And I respond And I share Your love and power As You tell me to do so Praising You and Thanking You all the way When will they ever learn? When will they start to listen? When will their hearts soften? To hear Your voice To trust and obey |