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Our lives art but fine weavings

that God and we prepare


Each life becomes a fabric planned

and fashioned in His care,


We may not always see just how

the weaving intertwine,


But we must trust the Master's hand

and follow His design,


For he can view the pattern

upon the upper side,


While we must look from underneath

and trust Him to guide.


Sometimes a strand of sorrow

is added to his plan,


And though it's difficult for us,

we still must understand.


That it's He who fills the shuttle,

It's He who knows what's best.


So we must weave in patience,

and leave to Him the rest.


Not till the loom is silent,

and the shuttle ceasec to fly.


Shall God unrole the canvas,

and explain the reason why.


The dark threads are as needed,

in the weaver's skillful hand.


As the threads of Gold and Silver,

in the pattern He has planned.


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