A Yearning

I care not for trinklets, for money or positions,

I care not for the finest hand wrought gold,

but I have a yearning deep within my soul,

and I’m being led back to be with my fold.

I care not for honour from human lips,

I care not for praise for my toil,

but I care for the work of the Kingdom within me

and I care for the children of the Lord that are loyal.

 

Psalm 19

The Heavens declare the glory of the Lord
All are without excuse

 

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