MY GOAL

by:
Anna Lee Edwards McAlpin

I do not live to reach the height

That many would call fame,

But pray that I may glorify

My Blessed Saviour's name;

Each day to share the love He gives,

To be a beacon bright

Upon the path where others grope

Their way in troubled night.

Oh, how I pray for vision and

A song, when deep distress

Would overcome a troubled soul

Lost in the wilderness

I pray to love, to reach, relieve

The ones who hunger for

The Bread of Life, the Fountain Pure,

As He waits to restore.

I pray that I can be that one

My Master would call "Friend,"

Who serves his fellowman in love,

God's Kingdom to extend.

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