Forgive me, forgive me, Lord Jesus,
We all need our proper rest;
The things that I do---
Take my time from You---
Although, I do them, with great zest.
I need to give more time to You,
You give me my strength, each day;
You answer my prayers---
Going up, down the stairs---
You hear every word, I say.
I thank You, my strength, You increase,
Each day, wonders never cease;
Through, I am growing old---
By the calender, I'm told---
It's from You, all the strength, I release.
I thank You, each night, on my knees,
For those things, Lord, You, did please;
And, I owe all to You---
That You, through me, did do---
Plus, the answers to all my pleas.
Also, give our Lord your best,
By giving yourself more rest;
For it's you, that He loves---
And, You're His turtle doves---
So, obey Him, at His behest.
Inspired by God------Evelyn H. Musolff
Given to me July 31 , 2002
Last night I was reading some of the Psalms. At the end of the
Psalms 127, it says, "for God wants His loved ones to get their proper rest."
