FOR THE GLORY OF GOD

 

January 4^th

 

“For the Glory of God”

 

 

I live

For the glory of God

I love

For the glory of God

Everything I do is

For the glory of  God

 

I’m trying to buy some time

I’m looking all around

But it doesn’t matter how much money I have

Time keeps moving on

But I still keep living

For the Glory of God

 

It seems I’m a prisoner in this life

With my health the way it is

I know I’ll never have a normal life

But that wasn’t my decision

It was his

 

I don’t have very much money

Soon I won’t have a car

There’s a good chance I may never have a wife

And along with that

Goes the hopes for kids

 

I really can’t live for today

With my health the way it is

But I keep going out every day

To do the best I can

Why do I do it

 

Because I live

For the glory of God

Because I love

For the glory of God

Because everything I do is

For the glory of God

 

I know I can’t live for today

But I keep telling myself maybe there’s a way

That someday things will change

And not to worry

About this time you couldn’t buy or borrow

Because if things do change

The world will still be there tomorrow

 

I keep believing

For the glory of God

I keep on loving

For the glory of God

Everything I do is

For the glory of God

 

Even if I never have a tomorrow

I’ll keep looking to unlock the door

All the time I’m looking

My positive energy will be being restored

And though I can’t live for myself today

I’ll still try to make others happy

For without a wife

If there’s a woman out there who needs a lover or a friend

I can give her my whole heart and soul for a night

And try to make her feel right again

And without my own kids

All the children I meet

I’ll try to show them all my love

Like they were my very own

Something they might otherwise never see

 

Well whatever happens

I’ll keep on living

For the glory of God

I’ll keep on loving

For the glory of God

Whatever I do is

For the glory of God

 

I live

For the glory of God

 

 

6/4/1981        Robert  P.  Wallman

 

 

Ps  A deeply personal piece I wrote many years ago

 

      Robert P. Wallman

       7/02/09