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The Lord is my inheritance,
He is the java in my cup;
As He gives me the competence,
At the moment that I wake up.
He is the One to influence,
My destiny and my future;
As our thoughts will confluence,
Because I am a new creature.
His boundary lines are all marked,
Pointing pleasant places for me;
Only those where I have embarked,
Are the ones most fitting to see.
My inheritance is beautiful,
And I will praise the Lord always;
For my reward is bountiful,
That will last me throughout my days.
My conscience warns me in the night,
Evil lurking in dark shadows;
But the Lord has given insight,
As well as courage He bestows.
I always stay behind the Lord,
For He has been my protection;
And never let Him be ignored,
He is my godly connection.
That is why my heart is so glad,
My body and soul rejoices;
For I cannot ever be sad,
As the angels lift their voices.
He makes the path of life well known,
With complete joy in His presence;
The pleasures are from on His throne,
With the comfort and the essence.
Copyright © 2014 Richard Newton Sherrer
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