trading work for worship

Each day we tend to struggle,

That seems to be our way-

Life often seems a jumble

where problems have their say.

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We think it's all about our work;

The effort that we bring,

And cent'ring on ourselves we strain

for meaning as we slave.

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But, look around, spring's bursting forth!

How little did you add?

The Lord's in Heav'n, still touching Earth

Why can't this make you glad?

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Exchanging work for worship

Now there's a welcome plea

Seeing God in what He's made

(including you and me)

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Set striving, fears and selfish things

high upon a shelf-and

skip like children through a field

forgetting Mr. Self.

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You are His Creation too,

fashioned by that Hand-

Built for joy and thankfulness,

with love to tend the land

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So trade your work for worship

and see your burdens lift

Look around and then look up...and

Make your heart His gift.

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Psalm 47:1 "Clap your hands, all you nations; shout to God with cries of joy."

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blessings all,

Rob Smith

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"Death is inevitable.  Life is a choice!"

John 11:25

Jesus said to her, "I am the resurrection and the life. Whoever believes in me, though he die, yet shall he live."