While wisdom walks beside us, she guides us and we pray together:
That my time, this time (the ticks given to me, and tocks taken by the daylight hours)
Be ever used for His favor and His glory,
That my story be His story.
And each page be penned and perfumed by grace.
Each tongue turn of quiet, a tourniquet for sins beneath un-spoken.
Wisdome walk with me, hand-held, and bond un-broken.
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