If I am to
live Oh LORD,
Let it be
with great zeal.
Not with
pompous words,
Or even in
how I feel!
Oh LORD,
may just a part of Your passion,
Live
in one as simple as me.
And may my
steps honor You,
For all to
see!
For to
live without Your passion,
Is to die
slowly each day.
Like a
ship with no compass,
Sailing
away!
No port
ahead,
No mission
to complete.
Just
another day on board,
Lost to
the fleet!
Sailing
the globe,
But never
seeing the sites.
Passing
great cities,
Only at
distance, seeing their lights.
May The
LORD call me home,
Should I
grow this cold.
For should
my passion die,
May I
never grow old!
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