My Task
God gave the breeze to cool my face,
His stars to watch my resting place.
He gave the sun to guide my days,
His moon for beauty to my gaze,
His rain to grow the food I eat;
His love, a pathway for my feet.
He gave my voice to sing His praise,
He gave me angels to protect my ways.
He gave me prayer to seek His face.
He gave assurance by His grace.
He wrote my name upon His scroll,
He gave me peace within my soul.
For everything, by God, is owned,
His gift of living only loaned.
He gave me just one task to do,
to pass His precious love to you.
~© Gael Phaneuf ~
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