You have the scope of every day
Laid out within your hand,
While everything I worry on
You have completely planned.
I know that I must do my part,
Rise up and meet the call;
But all the rest is up to you,
And you can do it all.
I’m blessed that each day’s not a fight,
A game of life or death.
I have to trust you’re in control
And learn to take a breath.
For life may not go as I wish
But it will be okay
And I can worry all I want,
But it will go your way.
So let me learn to take a breath
And flow with all life brings,
For there is peace where this world meets
That place where your grace springs.
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