Morning Prayer

Abba
I belong to You
As I empty my
Shaking hands
Let all of the chips
Fall where they may
For amongst the dust
That once stirred
Settles
Blessings unseen
Will be found around
Though I know not
Their shape or form
I rest assured in
The knowledge that
You know
What I do not
Abba
I belong to You
Amen

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