(Oh Lord Make Me A Compass)
O Lord make me a compass
Deal bountifully with me
Don't let my words be crass
Plant me by the water like a tree
Point me in the direction where faith's abound
Show me my daily bread THIS day
So that I may eat it on earth's firm ground
And sing praises how your compass led the way
For I am fruitless, barren... a deciduous tree
But I am strong and hold great knowledge for someone
So let my steadfast strength glorify thee
As a compass by the shore when looked upon
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