But then instead of leaving Him In peace to work alone,
I hung around and tried to help With ways that were my own.
At last I snatched them back and cried, "How could you be so slow" "My child," He said, "What could I do? You never did let go!"
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| As children bring their broken toys With tears for us to mend, I brought my broken dreams to God Because He was my friend. But then instead of leaving Him In peace to work alone, I hung around and tried to help With ways that were my own. At last I snatched them back and cried, "How could you be so slow" "My child," He said, "What could I do? You never did let go!" |
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