11.16.11

Good Steward

Posted in Poetry, Spiritual at by Administrator

I’m broke lord
not a penny to my name
I have nothing for this game
Teach me to be a good steward
Because I want things I can’t afford
Teach me to care for
the fatherless, widows and poor
My cupboards are bare lord
I’ve max my credit
My accounts are empty
I have nothing to debit
Teach me to be a good steward
Because I want things I can’t afford
Teach me to care for
the fatherless, widows and poor
yes my child says the lord
First things is First
Stop your credit thirst
Stop spending what
I have not given to you
because tomorrow’s money
is mine to give
only buy what you need to live
and then give to my cause
as I direct you
Save some and enjoy the rest
I will never forsake you
and I will never leave you
I will give you what you need
but not always what you want
spend your precious little time
praising me. Praise me with your
money, praise me with your heart
praise me with your mouth and
your mind.
This is the foundation of
building true credit
My arm is not short
I can fix whats wrong
Repent, Seek my face
and I will heal your land

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