As a tree
Grown for Thee
O Lord, bend me!
May I tend
To Thy light;
May I wend
To Thy right;
To conform
To Thy way,
To be warm
In Thy day,
To be still
In Thy mind
May my will
Be confined:
O Lord, bend me!
Grown for Thee
O Lord, bend me!
May I tend
To Thy light;
May I wend
To Thy right;
To conform
To Thy way,
To be warm
In Thy day,
To be still
In Thy mind
May my will
Be confined:
O Lord, bend me!
Like it. (Except I seldom see native tress where I live!!! ;) )
ReplyDeleteI love trees, and there are lots around here. It must be quite a miss not to have them.
DeleteWe have tall cacti instead. And people put in trees. But when I get a few hours up the road, there are tall, stately pines and even some Douglas-fir and aspens there!
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