If my eyes can gaze upon you not me
To care, to serve, to pray, to worry some
Then maybe my burdens will soften a bit
For I have fixed my angst off my tender frame.
If I can plan my day to give more away
My time, talent, and resources to you not me
For a new challenge that maybe stretches me a bit
Then we shall both emerge stronger when tomorrow comes.
For what good is a man if he gains the whole world
And weakens his soul by burying it deep in self-pity
When we can travel together for awhile
You and I, carrying your bags then you lifting mine.
Seems like a better deal dontcha think
For the moments when I do return home to rest, to reflect
Will find new meaning in what it means to live
When the Lord dwelling in my heart spills over to you.
He is the One Who makes all these things possible
These ups, these downs, these trips veering off that away
We must but trust in His gracious plan, every detail
As He is the reason for you, for me, for glory and goodness too.