I’m tired of living in “bundance”
Adrift on the sea like Rosencrantz
Where each new wave
Reeks of the grave
Threatening me with its mischance
The key to a life that’s abundant
Is becoming more of a student
Letting You teach
Staying in reach
Walking where Grace says it’s prudent
Maybe abundance that’s true
Does not to my savings accrue
Just debroken hearts
Where all my parts
Find themselves filled up with You!
Today I will a-bound in Love
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