Now I must be about my work,
There’s so much left to do.
And I know that it won’t get done
If I don’t see it through.
It’s good to have a task again.
It means so much to me
To have something I need to do,
Someplace I ought to be.
There are so many without work
To see them through each day,
That I am even more thankful
For that which comes my way.
But though I’m grateful for the work
That this world provides me,
I’m happiest when it’s God’s work
That keeps my hands busy.
John 10:37
Do not believe me unless I do the works of my Father.
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