God Knows Best
Poet: John McLeod, ©
I wonder, friend, how often you have wept a bitter tear
And asked: "Why is this happening to me?"
"What step was taken wrongly to deserve this dreary fate,
What action brought about this tragedy?"
Only to find in time a vital reason for it all,
And faith you thought so steady put to test,
To look back with such wonder at the workings of his hands;
'Dear Lord, Thy will be done, and God knows best.'
It happens to us all, we are so mortal and so weak
All too human in our strange an earthly ways,
Falling often by the wayside on our journey through this life
Seeking light and fighting ignorance's haze.
Truly friends, the help is there, for as ye seek so ye shall find
And at journey's end how well you shall be blessed
If you truthfully can say without a doubt within your heart
Dear Lord, Thy will be done, and God knows best!
"It is God who
arms me with strength
and makes my way perfect."
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The Tides of Providence
Poet: Patience Strong
It's not what you gather, but what you sow,
That gives the heart a warming glow.
It's not what you get, but what you give,
Decides the kind of life you live.
It's not what you have,
But what you spare.
It's not what you take,
But what you share
That pays the greater dividend
And makes you richer in the end.
It's not what you spend upon yourself
Or hide away upon a shelf,
That brings a blessing for the day.
It's what you scatter by the way.
A wasted effort it may seem.
But what you cast upon the stream
Comes back to you recompense
Upon the tides of providence.
"Anyone can count
the seeds in an apple,
but only God can count
the number of apples in a seed."
Robert H. Schuller
Good Morning and God Bless
Poet: John McLeod, © 1989
Good morning and God bless
On this most wonderful of days
God given, lit by sunlight
Shafting down in golden rays.
The heart sings out its wondrous joy
In choir with birdsong sweet,
And all one's love can employ
This beauteous day to greet.
Oh skies of azure
Blue as any skies could ever be,
How glad I am to meet this day
How well blessed to be me!
By Unknown Confederate soldier
I asked God for strength
that I might achieve,
I was made weak,
that I might learn humbly to obey. . .
I asked for health,
that I might do greater things,
I was given infirmity,
that I might do better things. . .
I asked for riches
that I might be happy,
I was given poverty
that I might be wise. . .
I asked for power,
that I might have the praise of men,
I was given weakness
that I might feel the need of God. . .
I asked for all things,
that I might enjoy life,
I was given life,
that I might enjoy all things. . .
I got nothing
that I asked for-
I had hoped for,
Almost despite myself,
my unspoken prayers were answered.
I am among all men
most richly blessed.
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