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Beginning


The same time, a new day...

And i begin like everyday;

I wonder and fret over the affairs

That have not yet lived.

But it is me who sits here,

Who lives and needs

Who looks up toward heaven

And longs for the heart of God.

Yesterday has been

The ten minutes upon waking has been

So now it begins again and i am

Aware of my frailty I am aware of who i am

A creation of my Creator

A daughter of my Father

A servant of my King

A sinner before her Savior

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