Not I, but You
He who died on the tree has comforts me,
He who rules above has not forgotten me,
He who counsels me in quiet moments refreshens me.
He who walked on the dusty road guides me,
He who walkes the Milky Way charts a path for me,
He leads me to quiet pastures shows the way.
He who breathes life in all man, gives me my daily bread,
He who ate and drank with all man shares with me his table,
He who is the breath of life is my daily portion.
He is, he was and will always be.
Not I, but You Lord.
