Gifts

Thank you Lord
For the shield and sword
I pray my feet stand firmly
On the stairs of destiny

Thank you for my friends
Hand in hand when it ends
I ask mercy for the moments
I wronged them

Thank you for my heart
Reminding me I am a part
Of all those things that you
Love completely

Thank you for the pain
That tests me as I gain
The strength to do that
For which you sent me

Thank you for this peace
As it continues to increase
I feel closer to
The moment I behold you

I thank for putting here
So far but yet so near
An irony I pray to see
Clearly through this foggy world

Thank you for them all
Short, fat, pretty or tall
They are precious to me
Because they are yours

But most of all I give thanks
Though I stand in middle ranks
Your eyes see only me
And I love you

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