As Children Bring Their Broken Toys
with Tears For us To mend
I Brought my Broken Dreams To GOD ,
Because He was My Friend ,
But Then, Instead Of Leaving Him
In Peace To Work Alone,
I Hung Around And Tried To Help
With Ways That Were My Own.
At last I Snatched Them Back And Cried,
"How Can You Be So Slow?"
"My Child,"He Said,"What Could I Do?
You Never Did Let Go."
with Tears For us To mend
I Brought my Broken Dreams To GOD ,
Because He was My Friend ,
But Then, Instead Of Leaving Him
In Peace To Work Alone,
I Hung Around And Tried To Help
With Ways That Were My Own.
At last I Snatched Them Back And Cried,
"How Can You Be So Slow?"
"My Child,"He Said,"What Could I Do?
You Never Did Let Go."
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