Thursday, 6 December 2012
No Small Gratitude by Susan L.
Thank You, Lord, for treasures sent,
The weakened man, the woman bent,
By age or life or strife.
Who have within a heart of gold,
Who have aided me in ways untold,
By simply being there.
Thank You, Lord, for the paths You laid,
And although they walked sore afraid,
Their hands reached out to help.
The lives You planned have met with mine,
A tangible, visible, Holy sign,
That You are with us all.
"For I, the Lord your God, will hold your right hand, saying to you,'Fear not, I will help you.'" Is 41:13
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