heaven it's been such a time
Since I sat down and wrote you a line.
It's my special way of talking with you
Telling you about the things I do.
I know it's
not needed you already know
Everything I do, every place I go.
The sins I commit, the good that I do
But still, I enjoy my talks with you.
Lord give me
strength to cope with each day
The wisdom to know when I sin, I pay.
Keep me on my toes, keep my mind alert
Forbid that I ever cause anyone hurt.
Fill me with
love for all you've created
Except me now, though I come belated.
Give me the ability to think for myself
And thank you Father, for all your help.
Carrie Kinyon 1980