I live to worship you

We're the same kind of broken

I live to worship you

My sleeping and waking up is because of You Lord
The fact that I still breathe is of Your doing Lord
I can eat and have food to eat because You’ve given me food and the ability to eat it
I wear clothes because You gave them to me and the body to where they can fit
I can go out and come back because I know that You guide me
Everthing I can do, say or be is because of You Lord
Without You, there could never be me
That’s why I’ve decided to live to worship You
I want to live to worship You Lord
In everythig I do, say or be
In my life, for everything that You’ve done
I could never repay it, but I’ll live my life as a payment
I’ll do everything You ask of me;
even become an instrument for Your use
I’ll make the world know that You need to be lifted high;
Even in my life o Lord
So that when they look at me, they don’t see me, but You that they see
You be lifted high o Lord, as I live to worship You

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2 Responses

  1. nishant94 says:

    Marvellous poem. Please go through my poem.
    http://nishantindia.com/2016/01/16/the-following-numbers/
    😄A short funny poem😄

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