How
quickly the butler forgot
What
Joseph had said in his cell,
To
"think on me," but he did not
When
life for this free man went well.
The
Lord knows we're prone to forget
And
therefore commanded us all
To
ponder how He paid our debt,
And
still we are slow to recall.
God
shows us His excellent way
By
which we may think on His love
And
grow in His grace everyday
Until
we are with Him above.
O
Lord, as we think of Your grace
Abundantly
poured on Your own,
We
thank You, and soon face to face
We'll
know You just as we are known!
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