The smallest seed of faithful Love
Can grow into a forest of change
The tiniest indwelling of God Himself
The cosmos can rearrange
Lord we often measure our lives
We measure our each given days
In our best efforts we may ask ourselves
‘How much does this increase God’s praise?’
We have been making bricks for Egypt
Even after You have set us free
Seeing our value in what we produce
Instead of contented to ‘be’
You set us free from economies of measure
You flip such things downside up
The smallest drop of Your Kingdom Love
Can fill overflowing our cup
May such a Truth not squelch our desire
To live and proclaim Love revealed
Lord Jesus, we ask You, send us Your Spirit
That through us the wounded are healed
But also continue, as we live Your Love
To allow us to see with Your Heart
That we may value all, things great or small
Knowing how You complete what You start
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