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NOT MY WILL
The poet penned:
I ordered the Lord:
Get right with me.
My will be done,
And instantly!
And I don’t know why,
But prayers fell numb,
Till I learned to pray,
In Jesus’ way:
Thy Kingdom come;
Thy Will be done.” Source unknown

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