PLANNING

My plans are for the future

Not this vain, flitting fling.

A future real and unending

Where God Himself is King!

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He came to die and save me

Not to just satisfy

My every whim and fancy

Or dry a tearful eye.

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But this I know, a project,

A trust is mine to keep;

A trust that God has given

To rescue some who sleep.

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So what I have to offer

May not contribute much

It is not a panacea

A wheelchair or a crutch.

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It is life full and free

Abundant, a treasure in the sky.

A future with The Savior

Where you will never die!

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Sam Cox 01.02.04

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