When I was feeling useless, Lord,
You shared with me this thought,
My place in your plan may be small,
But doing what I ought
Will allow, eventually,
Some great works to be wrought.
So I will relish my small role
And give it all I’ve got.
And give it all I’ve got.
It takes a million little bees
To fill a honey pot.
Psalm 90:17
May the favor of the Lord our God rest on us; establish the work of our hands for us— yes, establish the work of our hands.
May the favor of the Lord our God rest on us; establish the work of our hands for us— yes, establish the work of our hands.
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