Sunday Poem ~ Thankful

It’s eight o’clock…I thank the Lord,

He kept me through the night.

I pray His Spirit guides me,

So I may do what’s right.

It’s ten o’clock…I love Him so,

His love and mercy are great.

It’s time to stop and praise Him,

And on His presence wait.

It’s five o’clock… I praise His Name,

He took me through the day.

In safety He has kept me,

Gave strength along the way.

It’s eight o’clock…I’m thankful,

For every need He’s met.

I know that I’m protected,

And by His love I’m kept.

It’s ten o’clock…the day has passed,

He’s been my faithful Guide.

I sleep in peace and know at morn,

He’ll still be by my side.

~ Helen Gleason

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