I Wish I Was Mary And Not Martha

 Lord.. Sometimes I wish I was Mary

and not Martha.

Sometimes all I want is to sit at your feet,

and lay my head on your lap.

Sometimes I feel drained and tired,

and I need to pour back into ME.

 I cannot pour from an empty cup Papa.

Help me to press on..

Help me to not get weary..

Help me to rejoice through trials..

Help me to walk faithfully..

Help me to cope with the tug of each rope..

And help me to keep my eyes on YOU. 




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