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A Child of God

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I am a child of God—

  Though I am wrinkled and steeped in age,

  Though I need bifocals to read a page,

I am a child of God.

What does God want for his own child?

  Does he want me to sigh and moan?

  Does he want me feeling blue alone?

No, God wants the best for me.

Why do I not rejoice in Him?

  Perhaps I fail to kneel in prayer

  And succumb to bitter thoughts and cares;

When I should remember what I mean to Him.

What does God want for his own child?

  He wants me home with him someday

  And he wants contentment on the way.

God make me worthy; I am your child.

 Elizabeth Ruth


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