My life is now a mirror
Of the many things I've done
The good the bad the ugly
In the race that I have run
It makes me kind of weary
To see each struggling step
That I took without my Savior
That I tried without his help.
It makes me want to serve Him
With each hour that I have left.
To please him is my goal in life
To see a smile upon his face.
Lord guide my words, my deeds
To conform to your commands
Send someone to my presence
Who needs a helping hand
Bring back those years I've wasted
When my sinful heart did roam
Put purpose in the remaining time
Before you call me home.
Mike Roberson
04/12/20
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