May It Be

What provision do I need 
beyond Your Love?
Throughout the day 
there seem so many!
Yet, my morning solace 
always serves
to wipe them all away. 
May it be so, dear Lord, 
as I go out from here
into the madness 
of material things 
that my morning solace 
holds my thoughts; 
that beyond Your Love 
comes not to mind.

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