Fair Whether Blessing
From our hearts we plead and cry out to our maker,
for blessings we desire for our greed. Then God waves
his hand to grant our ambitions, we covet blessings other
people need.
So hard to grasp this simple loving theory, when watching others
have their blessings and plans,
That our God answers every single query, to try and help us all to follow
his command's,
But its our maker who's the dealer, so its not our call to make, when faith
guides God's hand to other people's plate.
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