How I Would Like to Trust
No questions posed in life,
Hanging from the words of Heaven,
Trusting and comfortable,
Much like an infant.
How I yearn for consciousness,
As soft as the wind,
Getting goodwill for other people
And always in harmony,
Much like an infant.
How I crave bravery
Which is laughing at terror,
Knowing that I will definitely get caught
When in the air, flipped,
Much like an infant.
How I Like to Take It
With pleasure, life's journey,
Jolly through dense and light,
Only as cool as you please,
Much like an infant.
How I need the grace of this,
So dear Lord, I have come to you.
Support me to have confidence
And gain the kingdom of yours,
Much like an infant.
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