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## 90:12
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%% 4
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> Teach Us To Count Our Days
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>> So teach us to count our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.
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Occasion: Choosing how to spend my time
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There are too many tasks in front of me, Lord ---
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the message to answer,
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the work that awaits,
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the person who needs my ear,
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the errand that can't wait.
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They all call my name,
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each insisting it belongs first.
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I do not always know the difference
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between what is truly needed
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and what is simply loud.
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Teach me to count this day well.
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Show me what belongs first,
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and what can be safely left undone.
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Help me accept that choosing one thing
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means setting another aside.
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I can scatter myself
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until night comes.
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Touching many things
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but serving no one with a whole heart.
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I hurry so easily,
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my attention divides so quickly,
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and I feel guilty
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when I cannot meet every need.
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Give me a wise heart that can choose,
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that can stay with one task,
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that can look a person in the eye
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and not be pulled away by every small demand.
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Not everything first.
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Not everything now.
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Your will first.
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Amen.
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