Sometimes you think that you shall burst,
Or flee to some far country where your mind
May nourish it's great thirst for knowledge.
But there's never time!
No time to sit with ease?
To do exactly as you please?
What exactly would you do?
Write a symphony or two?
Even paint a masterpiece?
Or build an edifice to praise the Lord?
Think!
You are creating beauty here.
Your every action is a prayer.
Your masterpiece is God's design,
His hand on yours, you mold a mind!
Haven't you thought of this before?
Let your noble heart be light.
Know that those you serve
Are adding stars unto your heavenly crown.
God the father is smiling down
On every sacrifice of yours.
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