This poem's about a lesson,
I'll never ever regret.
I learned it from my Father,
to beware of give to get.
A lesson He carefully taught me,
when giving there is a threat.
The danger of secret return,
so beware of give to get.
Don't look to fill your bosom,
with Blessings you surely expect.
Your giving was trade disguised,
must beware of give to get.
Don't expect the windows to open,
keep track of invisible debt.
Cheerfully give if in your heart,
and beware of give to get.
I learned my lesson wisely,
a Blessing I'll never forget.
It'll stay with me forever,
It's beware of give to get.
The thing I'll do the most,
when kingdom is ready and set.
Is give and give some more,
I'll beware of give to get.
As king I'll give my citizens,
my love that never will quit.
No thought or sign of return,
will beware of give to get.
As king I'll rule in heaven,
and on my throne I'll sit.
I learned the art of giving,
to beware of give to get.
© 2005 Terry Goss Holy Poems.org
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