Lord make me like a mighty oak
Roots curling into the earth
Strong and steady
That my Love might lean upon me
And rest
Lord make me like a mighty oak
Flexible enough to sway in the wind
Rocking gently
That my Love might rock with me
And be comforted
Lord make me like a mighty oak
Speaking as the winds blow through
Whispering softly
That my Love might listen
And be soothed
Lord make me like a mighty oak
Facing even the fiercest storm
Standing Tall
That my Love might take shelter
And draw courage
Lord make me like a mighty oak
Accepting of sustenance from all directions
Sunshine and water
That my Love might depend on my well-being
And accept sustenance too
Lord make me like a mighty oak
Resilient enough to heal myself and endure
Dormancy and rebirth
That my Love will not need to know the future
And still can live in peace
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