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The Vinedresser


“I am the true vine, and my Father the vinedresser.” – John 15:1

 

You adorn me with the riches of your love

And protect me from the evils of this Earth.

I am yours-

So do what you will with me-

Use me as you see fit,

I give all I have to you

To be made into who you made me to be,

I give it all up-

I give it all to you

To be with you.

I am nothing more than a vine

Trailing this land-

But you are the vinedresser

Covering me with your wonders.

You gave me new beginnings,

You show me mercy,

And

You guide me along the path of

The righteous.

As I walk these narrow roads

You help me keep my eyes

On the path you have laid

before me.

You proved the strength I need to be who you want

Me to be.

You are in me

And you shine through

With everything I do-

When people look at me

I dont want them to just

See me,

So I do all I can to make

You seen in me-

‘Cause I am nothing more than a

Vine-

But you are the vinedresser.

 

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