I’m not a puppet moved by strings.
I take the time to ponder things.
So many things to think about,
So many voices want to shout.
Too many think they know what’s best
And try to push it on the rest.
They want to tell me what to do,
To make me into something new.
My source of knowledge, truth, and light,
I seek the Lord to know what’s right.
No matter what the world may say,
I read the Word of God and pray.
I get instructions from above,
From God who is my source of love.
He is my joy, my strength, my hope.
Without the Lord how could I cope?