Grand weaver of my life
My life, already in your hands,
Once more I hand it over to you
Take me Lord and use me as
Your own; I am already yours
Grand weaver, sometimes, I wonder
What you see,
the pieces of my
Life seem very disjointed with many
Doubts, fears, failings, and distresses
Master Potter, sometimes your process
Feels so painful that I can barely stand
And need more of your grace
But king of kings, mould me and
Make me; try me and test me;
Fill me and feed me
That I may walk daily with you
To my heavenly home
Angela Azumah Alu
I love it👌
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