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Mature Enough by Barbara Philbrook I was born
and lived my life in sin, Way back
when creation began, He made
sure I learned the truth, My eyes
were opened the truth made clear, I accepted
salvation and received the Spirit, But my
inheritance is held back you see, Father
God, I am not maturing. I'm not fulfilling my destiny, Forgive me
for being content to be less than you intended, Please
give me the power to see the error of my ways, Please
plant my feet on the road that you intend, Father I
surrender from the very depth of my heart, May I see
an opportunity to do something good each day, May each
soul that comes face to face with me, I offer
this plea from deep within my heart, |