What about your own alms.
Your own good work.
Is it good enough to sing our psalms.
And meanwhile our doubts lurk.

Blind Tobit was told by his wife.
Everyone knows what return you have had for your good works.
Our own doubt is rife .
Our own regret for our life lurks.

Tobit did not know there were sparrows above his head.
Their hot droppings fell into his eyes.
Sometimes we just feel bled.
Surrounded by lies.

But Tobit’s agony was coming to an end.
God and fate do not give, they only lend.

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What about your alms
Your own good work that you do
Are you recognised

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See Tobit 2 : 9-14