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Oh, lovely gentle silent things-
A butterfly with fragile wings,
Soft shadows stealing summer sun,
The tiny creek that dares to run,
A cloud within a sky of blue
And then a rainbow smiling through.
A sunrise never makes a sound,
A crocus peeks through April ground,
And as the sun would go to rest
A quiet sunset in the West,
A silent snowflake-purest white
Adds wonder to a winter night
The spider spins a lacy web
While tulips grace the flower bed,
All nature lends her quiet charms
So gently tucked in Springtime's arms,
Whatever else life ever brings
Give me the lovely silent things.
Garnett Ann Schultz
I wonder what my life would be
Without the Grace of Prayer
To comfort me and give me strength
In heartaches and despair
For-in the bonds of every prayer
I seek and find, each day,
The kind of gentle love and care
For which all humans pray.
I would be lost without this gift-
And harmony with God-
That fills my life with joys of life
And paves the roads I trod,
For I am weak of flesh and heart
And cannot bear (alone)
The tears and fears that life impose,
But Grace of Prayer atones.
Michael Dubina
It seems like there should be a time,
Life slows down and stresses decline.
And yet each day is one more test
For us to strive to do our best.
So when we live in times like these,
It's hard to enjoy God's world...His trees.
The mighty roots that let us know
We have strong earth on which to grow.
Why do we run and doubt and fear?
Because it is hard to see things clear.
Oh, wonder of this time and place
The human beings try to run the race,
And run they do, without a doubt...
Not letting stress and turmoil out.
But in the test an unknown part
That some call wisdom...Some call heart.
Whichever it be, our lesson lies
To just sit calm and open our eyes.
It takes sometime for us to know.
With faith comes peace...we,too, can grow.
Edna Louise Gilbert
...all things are possible to him
that believeth...Mark 9:23
When in need of a friend
look around you,
You need never be alone.
Many truehearts
will surround you,
Grown from the seeds
you have sown.
For every small deed
has its blossom
That feeds on a smile or a word,
or a handclasp that says
"I am with you,"
A message unspoken but heard.
Edythe Jackman
When things seem so impossible
And life's so hard to bear,
God can move your mountain
Before you reach despair.
He'll never leave you or forsake you
Trust Him all the way.
Be anxious, then, for nothing
And never cease to pray.
So keep on climbing higher,
Be patient while you wait.
For God is never early
And also never late.
Helen Parker
The God of my rock;in Him will I trust:He is my sheild and the horn of my salvation...2 Sam. 22:3
A loving heart, a gentle smile,
a warm and tender touch,
We give so many things in life
but nothing means as much.
A little inspiration
when someone loses hope,
A kind word od encouragement
when they no longer seem to cope.
A simple phrase, "I love you"
when no one else is there,
Taking hold onto a hand
in a little heartfelt prayer.
"Love is Never Silent,"
It has so much to say,
And it is our greatest blessing
when we give it all away.
Natalie Hope Rallis
Heaviness in the heart of man maketh it stoop, but a good word maketh it glad. Prov. 12:25
I find a quiettude complete
Among the country hills,
Sometimes beside the tranquil sea
The fields where sunshine spills,
Atop a mountain vast and high,
Within the valley low,
As sunset lights the evening sky
Or in the dawning's glow.
I marvel at the quietude
The magic of it all,
In gentle showers of the Spring,
The colored leaves of Fall,
To dream beneath a sky of blue
When Summer days are here,
And then to watch the gentle dark
Before the stars appear.
All nature lends a gentle calm
To thrill a dreaming mind,
A peacefulness is then my own
With worries left behind,
The restless sea - the climbing hills
The lovely windswept wood,
I find the miracles of life
In hours of Quietude.
Garnett Ann Schultz
...that we may lead a quiet and peaceable life in all godliness and dignity. 1 Tim. 2:2
Awaken slowly from the night
And greet a brand-new day
That never has been seen before,
And soon will fade away.
Awaken now, and watch the sun
Ascend up to its throne
Where the clouds are crimson curtains
Surrounding the unknown.
Awaken to the melody
Of songbirds taking flight,
Their joyful voices braking
The silence of the night.
Awaken now, refreshed, renewed,
And do what you must do,
And bring honor to the Master
Who gave this day to you!
Clay Harrison
We need to get away, at times -
From life's demanding ways -
And find some quiet, little nook
In which to dream or pray;
A small escape from daily trials
That temper joys of life
And burden us with little fears
That add to tars of strife.
A private place where we can be
Alone - in God's embrace -
And dream, a little; and dwell, a little,
In arms of Holy Grace;
A place to rest our heart and soul
Against what is to be
When we return -to what we left -
And what we can't foresee.
Michael Dubina
In the beauty of the morning
When the sun awakes the world,
When the birds begin their singing
And the clouds are all unfurled,
Have you ever stopped to listen
As the darkness fades away,
When the golden dawn is breaking
And heralds in the day?
If you've never seen the glory
Of the rising of the sun,
Now's the time to do this
For at least, just even one.
Your heart will swell with praises
As you see the beauty there,
You will find your spirit soaring
And your heart bowed down in prayer.
Louise Lee Winchip
In the morning I will direct my prayer to You, O Lord. Ps. 5:3
We know God makes the sun to shine
And makes each flower grow.
He cares for every tree and vine
And all the stars that glow.
We know God makes the sky so blue
And makes the raindrops fall.
He counted every grain of sand.
The Lord, God made it all.
His wondrous works are everywhere.
His blessings always flow.
And He keeps us in His care.
God loves us...this we know.
John and Edna Massimilla>
Life sometimes gets so weary
With battles to be won,
That's why God the Father
Gave us His only Son.
There is a road to travel
And we are heaven-bound,
Through all the pain and sorrow
A secret to be found.
It is in seeking we discover
Someone Who'll gladly share
All burdens that we carry,
All sorrow we must bear.
He is the Lord upon the cross
Who died for love of all.
A voice within you beckons you
To answer to His call.
Edna Fontain
My help is from the Lord who made heaven and earth. Ps. 121:2
He leadeth me across the years,
I watch each one depart,
Filled with a gladness when I see
His footprints on my heart.
I place my hand within His own,
And feel that I have wings,
He's given me the rainbow,
And now a soul that sings.
He leadeth me down every path,
And I am not afraid,
He loves me, even knowing
The mistakes that I have made.
He teaches me what pure delight
We find the more we give,
And that to be unselfish,
Is the only way to live.
He leadeth me from dawn to dusk,
As seasons come and go,
He is my guide to inner peace,
And everything I know.
A little shadow of Himself
is what I've come to be,
Always safe and warm because
...The dear Lord leadeth me!
Grace E. Easley
He restoreth my soul: He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for His name's sake. Ps. 23:3
Be Thou my guide on life's tempestuous sea;
The waves run high, and all seems dark to me;
Take Thou the helm, and steer me safely o'er
Life's surging sea to the celestial shore.
I did not always fear that winds or sea
Could overwhelm;
I trusted to myself through storm and wave,
And never thought of Him who came to save.
I tried to do without Thee, but in vain -
In vain the hope;
With all the perils of the 'whelming main
I could not cope;
Now from the deep I turn my eyes to Thee;
O Savior, take the helm and pilot me!
Lead me, O Lord....Make Thy way straight before me. Ps. 5:8
Gracious Lord, merciful Lord,
As I kneel to pray -
Look on all those that I love
Tenderly, today.
Rid their hearts of weariness.
Erase their every care.
Let them know, thru faith in You
That life is sweet, and fair.
Bring to all the sorrowing
And those who are in pain,
Joy and comfort, from the heart,
Let them smile again.
I pray for all the needy
And those who are alone -
Unite them with their loved ones
One day before You throne.
The world beyond awaits us -
All who believe and pray,
And "love our neighbor as ourself"
As we go on our way.
Gene Appleby
Yesterday was perfect
Today that's not quite so,
The sun has slipped behind the hill
And lost its golden glow.
I asked about the reason,
Why hard times have to be,
Why God in His great wisdom,
Does He not care for me?
God doesn't make us stumble
But He will help us up.
He'll walk along beside us
Until we're strong enough.
And so, around some wooded bend
Not too far down the road,
The sun will rise above the hill
Again life turns to gold.
Richard E. Rybolt
The mysteries of God abound
from ocean floors to rocky ground,
From galaxies we cannot see
to the miracle of Calvary.
From mountains white with winter snow,
to Flander's Field where poppies grow,
I see the power of His hand
from redwood trees to desert sand.
From misty rainbows high above
to the gentle cooing of a dove,
There is so much I do not know
as tides repeat their ebb and flow.
From Autumn leaves at harvest time,
to majestic Alps I cannot climb,
Who can explain the bursting pod
or know the mysteries of God?
Clay Harrison
He knows my needs before I do,
He's always been that way,
He walks before me just to clear
The stones out of the way.
He hears my faintest whisper,
And He tells me there's a reason
As to why He put me here.
He know my faults and failings,
And the times that I complain,
My trials and tribulations,
And plans that were in vain.
But He says this doesn't matter,
And it all will pass away,
That I've only but to trust Him,
For He made me out of clay.
So I take the bits and pieces,
Of this life I've come to know,
And I tell Him "all for Jesus,"
...As I did so long ago,
And I feel my burden lifted,
And I know that come what may,
His love for me is endless,
And He's always been that way!
Grace E. Easley
A vessel of honor for God,
To be what He wants me to be,
Sanctified, holy, redeemed by His grace,
His love always shining in me.
A vessel of honor for God,
To do what He wants me to do,
Yielded and willing His servant to be,
To serve with heart pure and true.
A vessel of honor for God To go where He wants me to go,
His call obeying, whatever the cost,
With courage to conquer the foe.
A vessel of honor for God,
Desired above everything.
May I prove worthy His vessel to be,
And glory to His dear Name bring.
Beverly J. Anderson
Something puts the trills in birds,
Springtime's breezes, whispering words.
Something makes the sun to glow,
Puts on Fall's majestic show.
Something scents the rose so fair,
Brushes blush upon the pear.
Something paints a rainbow arc,
Lights the firefly at dark.
Something greens the pastureland,
Sows wildflowers, stately grand.
Something sends a gentle rain,
Greens the maples by the lane.
Yes, something brings this wonderment,
So lovely, precious, heaven-sent.
It's God Whose unseen hand on high,
Brings all these wonders ever nigh.
Virginia Borman Grimmer
Last eve the snow cloaked hills and vales
In alabaster white
And all was quiet and none did stir
'Til early morning light.
Farm buildings huddled in the cold,
Some shivered in the breeze -
In crept a little noiseless noise
Among the cypress trees.
But soon the sun rose in the East
A ribbon at a time,
Sunlight and shadows then played tag -
The scene somewhat sublime.
God paints the heavens blue and gold
Spreads carpets on the fields,
At night He fills the sky with stars
Such beauty He reveals.
Mankind can never think to match
The handiwork of He,
Who made the universe and reigns
Throughout eternity!
Luther Elvis Albright
The soft cool flakes of gentle snow,
When first it starts to fall;
Which makes of earth a featherbed,
Delights me most of all!
For what surpasses beauty of
The moonlight upon snow;
Which radiates a fairyland,
Upon the world below.
And who but God can fashion such,
As lovely snowy night;
Which brings about a burst of joy,
To all who witness sight?
Of childhood days, now long, long past,
When snow so special be;
I've not forgotten, nor will I,
For God gives memories!
Sancie Earman King
I cannot face the day alone
Not knowing what is there,
So I must seek the Father's Will
As I kneel down in prayer.
I need His guidance every day
Upon this path of life,
To give me peace, so deep within
While facing fears and strife.
He sees me through the "valley" days
But when my heart soars high,
He shares my joy and laughter, too,
Yet sees each tear I cry.
So early in the morning, when
The day is fresh and new,
I bow before the Father's throne
And pray for strength anew.
Then when the nighttime shadows fall
Upon my pillow there,
I cannot fall asleep before
I go to God in prayer.
Dear Lord, I thank You for Your love,
For You are always there
And for the line that's open, Lord,
When I kneel down in prayer.
Gertrude B. McClain
Close out the world
And come to me,
Distractions leave behind;
I am your life, your soul's sweet breath,
The healer of your mind.
Begin to know the meaning of
A secret place with Me;
I wait within your heart to hear
You praise ME joyfully.
I dwell within your inner court
And wait to speak with you,
To give direction to your life,
To guide in all you do.
Could you but understand, My child,
That though your heart seeks ME,
You are distracted by world's cares,
Breaking affinity...
To block communication, the messages I speak,
Please ponder this, for quiet time
Holds answers that you seek.
Draw not your own conclusions;
Put confidence in ME
Grow daily in obedience
To reach maturity.
Anna Lee Edwards McAlpin
The years, the years, so quickly passed,
Yes, how the years pass on;
I long to grab them back again -
Undo what I did wrong.
But this is foolish wanting, for
I never can undo,
Nor ever could do perfectly
The things I now do rue.
Those things that do most regret,
And often think about -
I now must trust to God, whose love
Is working all things out!
Lyn Fenimore Nuzzi
May your life be filled with Hope, Joy, and Happiness
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