Roost
Down the
Country road
I go
Passing those
Cows mooing
The horses neighing
And the goats
Roaming around
Like they
Rule the roost
true
Lord You don’t My accomplishment You want My obedience A trust Without condition I could try And give You the world Then I Remember It’s yours The purest love Requires Not grand gestures And public audiences But quiet resolve To be The best Ambassador For the Kingdom
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ReplyDeleteLove this! There's something so peaceful about driving down country roads.
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