Lord, I wish I could tell You
I’ll do everything right
But I’ll stumble and fall
And that would become a lie
Lord, I wish I could tell You
I have not gossiped or lied
Or envied my brother
Or even despised
Lord, I wish I could tell You
I have not felt hate
Or anger and pride
Has not sat on my plate
Lord, I wish I could tell You
I’m the meekest little thing
And goodness and gentleness
Is rolling off my wings
And love, peace and joy
Follow me around
And temperance, faith
And longsuffering
In me they do abound
Lord, I wish I could !
2008 Patricia A Moore
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