The Boss
Sometimes, Lord, I treat You like
I’m Your boss.
Do this. Don’t do that. Please and
thank You.
But You’re my boss. I shouldn’t
worry so much
about what You do for me but make
sure I’m
doing my part and aiming to please
You. What I
want doesn’t matter so much as Your
perfect will.
Let Your will be done on earth as it
is in Heaven.
Please, change my heart so I want
what You want.
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