by Unknown
God, make me kind!
So many hearts are breaking
And many more are aching
To hear the tender word
God, make me kind!
For I myself am learning
My own sad heard is yearning
For some sweet word to heal its hurt.
O Lord, do make me kind!
God, make me kind!
So many hearts are needing
The balm to stop the bleeding
That my kind words can bring.
God, make me kind!
For I am also seeking
The cure in someone’s keeping
They should impart to my sick heart,
O Lord, do make me kind!
God, make me kind!
So many hearts are lonely,
Are asking for this only –
The kind and tender word
God, make me kind!
To all who mutely ask it
Before they fill the casket,
Or bouquets may be wreaths some day
O Lord, do make me kind!
THINK BIG. START SMALL. GO DEEP.
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