
I held in my pocket my grandest invention
It was my latest best good intention
I smiled as I stroked its colors with pride
How good it felt to know deep inside
Was my good intention to cherish and love
But my best good intention was not good enough
Deep in the deepest cloak of my heart
There my intention began falling apart
Blindly I ignored the hints of my weakness
My good intention would lead me to greatness
But other things vied for my affection and love
And my best good intention was not good enough
The smallest kind act, no matter how small
Is better than the grandest intention of all
Now I know the truth, yes I know it too well
Good intentions pave the highway to hell
Good intentions have no power to love
And my best good intention was not good enough
God, be the Master of my best intention
Help me follow through, see it to completion
And never to rest with my pockets lined
With the best good intentions of a great master-mind
For the best good intention has nothing to prove
And the best good intention is not good enough
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Janet Martin
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