No longer learning terms and facts
That help the people on earth to merely survive
In jobs and hobbies, other roles and acts.
My notes are no more covered in random sketch--
The lunch I wish I had instead of class.
Pages show my brain is prone to stretch,
My spirit filled by lasting cup and glass.
You fed me milk and kept me safe at home;
I never feared or doubted what I knew,
And in this fire I sometimes feel alone,
But know the truth will lead me close to You.
Praise to God, for faithfully guide You do,
And again and again my spirit, please, renew.
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