Tools Of The Trade

In this box that can not be seen, there are lots of Helper tools

When something seems broken and frustrations are high
there is a tool that helps in my desperate cry

If this hadn’t have broken life would be just fine
I am waiting for the help to come in perfect time

Let perseverance complete its perfect work, helping me to be complete
Up this mountain I climb, as help, in the resting place, I meet

One step at a time I am helped to go forward
Knowing God is before me, I am following the Lord

Once in a while I must kick a dead rattle snake off the ledge
With Help from my two edged sword with a sharp double edge

I’m so glad that there is a box full of Helper tools
With out wisdom’s help I would just be a crazy fool

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