AT HIS FOOTSTOOL I BOW DOWN

a poem by Reginold Ajay Jacob, India

At His footstool I bow down ,
He is God of Heaven and Earth,
I am His servant He knows my worth,
That's why He came to this earth.

Sinner, He knows for sure,
Savior, I know for sure,
Nothing can be hid from His eye,
He makes this worthless pure.

You use the useless,
You build up the weak,
You are my defender,
Your love, my Lord, I seek.

Continue to use this vessel,
As my Lord you will,
For your plans are good,
You will take me up hill.

Your servant seeks your direction,
You are the preserve of life,
I live in accordance to thy plans,
As I know I am in your hands.Amen.

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