Oh Lord I fear I cannot serve,
I have a friend you see.
She’s elderly a broken hip
She has not one but me.
Next year I’ll volunteer for you;
In this, I promise thee.
The tides flow in, the moon does shine,
The sun goes through the sky.
Through winter spring and summer fall
A year soon passes by.
Oh Lord I fear I cannot serve,
I have a friend you see.
Her baby’s heart beats not so strong
She has not one but me.
Next year I’ll volunteer for you;
In this, I promise thee.
The tides flow in, the moon does shine,
The sun goes through the sky.
Through winter spring and summer fall
A year soon passes by.
Oh Lord I fear I cannot serve,
I have a friend you see.
Cancer and four children young,
She has not one but me.
Next year I’ll volunteer for you;
In this, I promise thee.
The tides flow in, the moon does shine,
The sun goes through the sky.
Through winter spring and summer fall
A year soon passes by.
Oh Lord I fear I cannot serve,
I have a friend you see
From foreign soil where she has come,
She has not one but me
Next year I’ll volunteer for you;
In this, I promise thee.
The tides flow in, the moon does shine,
The sun goes through the sky.
Through winter spring and summer fall
A year soon passes by.
The Maker's Heart
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Oh Lord I fear I cannot serve,
I have a friend you see.
Broken and depressed she feels,
She has not one but me.
Next year I’ll volunteer for you;
In this, I promise thee.
The tides flow in, the moon does shine,
The sun goes through the sky.
Through winter spring and summer fall
A year soon passes by.
Oh Lord I fear I cannot serve,
My health has gone from me,
My sores are many, my pain is great
But prayer I have for thee.
Next year I’ll volunteer for you;
In this, I promise thee.
The tides flow in, the moon does shine,
The sun goes through the sky.
Through winter spring and summer fall
A year soon passes by.
Oh Lord I fear I cannot serve,
I have a friend you see.
Her husband’s leg is shrapnel filled
And death may soon be gain
Please Lord she needs him more than me, I’ll gladly take his pain.
The tides flow in, the moon does shine,
The sun goes through the sky.
But in winter spring and summer fall
A year does not go by.
Oh Lord I fear I did not serve
I had friends you see.
Forgive me Lord, for I am sad,
My time on earth set free.
I didn’t volunteer for you;
As I promised thee.
Oh child, no fear do you deserve
Your friends were me you see.
The Maker’s heart is in you,
You volunteered through me.
And I, my child, my life for you
In this, I promise thee.
This page was last updated: July 16, 2009
Connie Van Berkel
Child of God, Christian Book Author
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