I almost hear the sound
Of the rushing wind go by
As I hurry through my day
Caught in the what and not the why
Let me ne’er forget
That there is more than what I do
Remind in my busy day
That grace abounds and love renews
The interruptions are quite often
A greater work to tend
Help me, Lord, to be there in
A better man, a better friend
Make me aware of moments
And cause my brain to slow
When someone needs a kind word
And there is hope I need to sow
Say the word and cease the wind
That comes from hurried days
And let me be instead
One who walks a slower way

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