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All That's Needed
We pray to God for His will to be done, but secretly want things our way. We've no rhythm or rhyme for events in our lives unless we learn how to pray. As the sunbeams awake us, Thy will be done in all that we do and say. As the night falls around us, Thank you, Lord, for blessings bestowed this day. Pat Nelson January 30, 2011
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