| I'd Rather Be |
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I'd rather be the one who gets along, Who steps in time and doesn't miss a song. I rather live with mercy, love, and grace; And always bring a smile to some sad face. I'd rather be the gentle touch of love. I'd rather teach of nobler things above. I'd rather put that twinkle in those eyes That brings a little laughter; such surprise! I'd rather carry on, a little longer, And feel all the muscles getting stronger. I'll put the burden centered on my back And let You point out anything I lack. I'd rather be the one who makes the peace, The one who causes quarreling to cease; Lifting and forgiving, Lord, just as You said. I'd rather, by the Word of God, be fed. So, when You pass out talents, Lord, I'll order out a hoard. But, just be sure the links are all cued To everything that speaks of You! |
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