Patterns of life blossom across the day,

Each a uniqueness of the Potterís clay.

Even in avoiding a destined path,

The end draws close to a perfected craft.

This is the way God planned it.

This is the way He intended it to be.

Through Him,

By Him,

His will is done.

God's way will be my way.

Saving for the future is a noble plan,

But it comes to nothing when it doesnít stand.

And keeping from others what they will take,

Canít be stopped when we pass through Heavenís gate.

 

This is the way God planned it.

This is the way He intended it to be.

Through Him,

By Him,

His will is done.

God's way will be my way.

Scientists hold to a different story,

Disproving whatís in the Bibleís glory.

But in all their efforts, all attempts,

Jesus is there to save when man repents.

 

So go about your life, live your daily walk,

Do your business and speak your normal talk.

But allow God to sew your daily thread,

For without Him you just knit a spiderís web.

 

This is the way God planned it.

This is the way He intended it to be.

Through Him,

By Him,

His will is done.

God's way will by my way.

 

Selah   

  Patterns Of Life by Ronhales                                                                                                                   Psalm 37:34

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