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What Shall I Choose
When all are here and trying hard
To talk at once and all be heard
Quietness at times seems quite preferred
Blessed tranquillity.
But as I stop to think it o’er
I choose things as they were before
For quietness can be a bore
I’m lonely.
When you are not around at all
No cows or horses in the stall
No crops to gather in the fall
Oh! Boredom.
Jesus cares for you though far away
He will protect you wherever you stray
Trust in his promise faithful and true
Fulfill His purpose, It’s best for you.