| What am I Doing Here? Part Two |
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What am I doing here Why was I ever born? Life’s filled with so much sorrow My path with many a thorn. Is there a purpose for my life A plan for little me? I’m drowning midst the multitudes That make humanity. My child, My dearest, My precious one You’re here to do My will There is a plan that on this earth You only can fulfill. For this I shed My precious Blood To cleanse and save your soul For foremost child, initially I need to make you whole. And then I ask that you will give To Me yourself, your all Don’t leave the best lamb hidden And harboured in your stall. My plan for you has little things You need to do each day Each task a vital link that I Require upon your way. Look up beyond the daily toil To Heaven – further on For then you’ll find it’s radiance shines On all that you have done. Endure My child what I may send On your allotted way Don’t flinch and run but persevere My strength is there each day. What am I doing here? Praise God What He requires of me A pilgrim on the Heavenly road Towards eternity!! |