I found a bit of joy today,
And it was sweet and fine.
I turned it in at “Lost and Found’
For it could not be mine.
A quiet moment, pure and rich;
That’s much too good for me.
And yet You left it lying there,
Right there where I could see.
You love me more than I deserve,
You bless me so richly.
I’ve done so little for You, Lord,
Yet You’re so good to me
And sometimes, when You bless me so,
I doubt and turn away.
I can’t believe that You could love
This bit of broken clay.
Genesis 32:10
I am unworthy of all the kindness and faithfulness you have shown your servant. I had only my staff when I crossed this Jordan, but now I have become two camps.
I am unworthy of all the kindness and faithfulness you have shown your servant. I had only my staff when I crossed this Jordan, but now I have become two camps.
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