Better than wealth
Better than power
Better than any other
Better than strength
Better than song
Better than right and wrong
Even better than my own perception of him is my master
For when I have a weakness
He strengthens me to grow
And though I have a desire
He shows that he truly does know
Even when I cannot see it
Even when the load seems too great
My master's plan makes me his own
You see, my master is not only good
But he is also good to me
He calls me his friend
He calls me his son
He calls me his beloved
And then he shows his love for me
So when I am lost
Into His arms I will run
For there, in Him
True healing is found through all my Master has done
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