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NEVER ENOUGH
How well do I love the master, I know it
is never enough
To show true gratitude ever when life is
cruel and rough,
I try not to moan when I ache with hurt,
grief and pain,
But hoping that. like Him, I true empathy
will ever gain.
However hard I try my best my whole
life through,
My small amount of gratitude I show
will never do.
I give all my life to others and never cold
or selfish be
Nothing is enough for everything that He
did for me.
I will offer what I can and through His mercy,
love and grace,
I pray that I may be worthy one wonderful day
to see His face.
(Millicent) Ann Margetson 13 February 2006