"A Name"
In future some will own my name,
And on its form will stake a claim,
Like Prophets in the world, of old,
First stoned, then brought in from the cold.For folks don’t want Your word, O Lord,
To live by, rather, just afford
It with some way to make a buck,
With kith and kin their source of luck.But, hey! There are some folks out there
Who have, by chance, become aware
That there’s a life which they could live
On Kingdom-layer – and so they give –Attention to Your words through me;
Perhaps by then they’ll come to be
The vibrant lives of Your intent,
And in Your word soon be content.Thanks Lord for this.
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