I love you, O Lord, for your creation. For looking on me of such lowly station. Lord, where would I be Had you not chosen me To serve you right where I be? My path was crooked and headed for hell, But you called me and made me all well. Lord, you chose me tho' I know not why, But I'm so thankful you heard me cry. Teach me, O Lord, to not question your will, But make me willing to wait very still, For your guidance and your discretion As I move through this world of your creation. By Louise Hudspeth Email this Author Credits: Background, Welcome sign and buttons are from Proverbs Women's Backgrounds the title picture is from Laurali's Galaxy as is the sparkle gif. Created with the CoffeeCup HTML Editor <bgsound src="wellwithmysoul.mid" controls="small consol" loop=infinite> L. Hudspeth Peom Copyright © 2000