Only to rest where He puts me,
Only to do His Will;
Only to be what He made me,
Though I be nothing still.
Never to look beyond me,
Out of my little sphere,
If I could fill another,
God would not keep me here.
To be continued.
Only to rest where He puts me,
Only to do His Will;
Only to be what He made me,
Though I be nothing still.
Never to look beyond me,
Out of my little sphere,
If I could fill another,
God would not keep me here.
To be continued.