Somewhere along this Christian road of life,
I got to using days for just my chores;
You know, the little odds and ends we do,
Like laundry, ironing, sewing. cleaning drawers.
I sang my song with lilting quality,
Hardly giving anything a care,
For I just knew that I had some need,
When I got home, my loved one would be there.
God took that one. And in my lonely heart,
He poured His special peace, His tender love;
I cannot doubt that God has drawn me near
To trust Him more until I'm drawn above.
God's mercy grows. My life has known new gain;
My song is now another melody;
I trusted Him, I now rejoice in Him;
I'm in His keeping---and shall ever be!
--- Arva Morris---
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