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Teach me, O Lord, in your ordinary ways
Give to me your daily grace
Your slow and steady hand of guidance
Carefully adjusts my everyday progress
Nothing flashy
Nothing false
Simply ordinary and true
And the gift of your love each day, renew
anthony forrest
My heart tires of these needless worries
Backward care of this sick-sodden soil
Daily focus so earthly bound
The needless walk of human toil
That peace so longed for rarely found
Though searched for in every wrong place
Things and people and pleasures
None can satisfy
Only his grace
anthony forrest
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