He has given us a passion
Though we may not know what for
It may take a while to fathom
What our Father has in store
Could it be the gift of healing
Laying hands upon the sick
Or a job that’s undercover
Clearing toilets with a stick.
In His eyes they are all equal
Building blocks inside our church
Each one compliments the other
Everyone should have a perch
Ask Him where He wants us placed
A gap is there for us to fill
We are cogs that keep things turning
Vital part of kingdoms wheel.
