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Where am I to glow

Waiting for the cock to crow

Just tell me where to go

I’ll leave if you say so


All I need is a sign

Before I lay it on the line

To maintain a fruitful vine

Make Your plan mine


I held on too long

Clutching the throng

So that I might belong

Until I said, “I’m strong”


It happens to us all

In ways great and small

The job ends at a stall

Better view standing tall


What we see here

Is what we all fear

No foundation, we disappear

But I rise on a new tier


For where I stand

Below is more than sand

Because what I have planned

Coincides with God’s grand


You have used me to sow

The seeds that will grow

No matter where I go

To share the love You bestow