Saturday, May 17, 2025

 It flows from my own pen

Brain, arm, pen, ink extend

Flowing from only God knows

For what God does intend


Words not my own they flow

A stream only God can provide

Words from deep in my soul

But they do not come from inside


Open the gates and let it flow

God’s wisdom not what I know

God’s seeds as words I sow

And watch grace in lives gro

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