Heaven's Taste

Who am I Lord that You might look down upon me kind, Walking through this world as though I’m blind. Though I can’t fully know the wonders of Your hands, Still You guide me through the beauty of this land. As I survey the puddles through which I’ve stepped, And the mire I've so gingerly—and regretfully crept. Through it all Lord You have taken my hand, Whether carried or drug, You’ve helped me without demand. So here again I stand, my God and my King, Once again, no bountiful offering. ‘Cept the talents and gifts, my life You’ve endowed, So that in the mundane I might make You proud. You claim me as your own and aid me in the pace, So that one-day we might meet in Your glorious dwelling place. Until then, as I live out the freedoms of Your grace, You lead me forth by small crumbs of heaven’s taste. -- Christopher Nevins

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