Your Helping Hand

Deuteronomy 1:9-18

I am not able to bear it myself as given,
The Lord our God gave you an increase;
Now you are just as the stars in Heaven,
Countless numbers seem to never cease.

How can it be having so much responsibility,
Undertaking burdens of the toils and strife;
Every action taken filled in accountability,
Never being wise or far-seeing in my life.

It's good for us to do as our Lord have said,
Following to the word of the law as written;
Not allowing thoughts to flow in your head,
That for to God would be strictly forbidden.

While judging never let someone use clout,
Always weigh from both sides of the story;
It's God who is the ultimate judge no doubt,
With wisdom to decide in all of His glory.

May the Lord God of our fathers be grand,
A thousand times more than you are now;
Giving you His blessing as a helping hand,
When you give in return your solemn vow.

Richard Newton Sherrer

Copyright ©2005 Richard Newton Sherrer

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