Saturday, December 7, 2019

perseverance

You are the author, the author of me-
so on the subject, you must be the prime authority.

You are my creator, the potter who molds the clay.
So tell me who I am, Lord. Teach me my frame.

The author of my faith, you created faith in me.
To be your servant is the only way I can be free.

Let me run with perseverance whatever race you've marked for me.
Let me fix my eyes upon your Son, my gaze on Calvary.




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