Purposed

As is canvas to the artist, and to potter is the clay

I was made to please Another, and to learn to walk His way.

For in dying there is winning: I will lose my life this day

to be found in Him forever, faithful come what may.

For you are worthy, Lord of Glory to be worshipped and adored!

For your pleasure I am purposed, for your glory Sovereign Lord!

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This is part of a song I wrote 20 years ago. I can't remember the rest of it, and I probably got some of the words wrong, or at least not as originally written. If anyone who knew me back in Maryland in the 80's has the words to this song, please let me know!