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Wisdom (Acrostic)


Wisdom is God's handmaid, and

Inspires me to pray;

Sometimes, with my heart bowed down

Doing what she says.

Oh, my Lord, instruct my heart,

Making me obey

What I see true Wisdom do

In honor of Your name!

She's so humble, she's so meek,

Delighting in Your ways,

Only to be found by those

Making You their praise.

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Marc Libidinsky

I am 55 years old.

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