To Meet His Heart

Daily care is what I need
So my master’s heart I’ll meet.

His words I must heed
If I aim my fear for him to prove.

His orders my delight will be
His commands sweet music to me.

To go when he tells me so
And wait when I hear no speech from him.

Then and only then I’ll prove
That a faithful servant I am.

And oh alas His heart I’ll meet
When finally face to face we stand.

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