Sunday Poem ~ To Trust in Thee


 How can I say,
“Thou knowest best,”
When I am grieving
In the test?
How can I say,
“Thy way is right,”
When I am drained,
Too weak to fight?

O Lord, if I
Should challenged be,
Give me the faith
That trusts in Thee.
Let me go forth
From where I stand,
And leave the matter
In Thy hand.

by Roxie Lusk Smith

Sunday Poem ~ Faith

mama and son walking through the grass

“Keep this for me.”
What child has not said this,
And placed a treasure in his Mother’s hand
With strict injunction she should keep it safe
Till he return?
He knows with her it will be safe;
No troubled thought or anxious fear besets his mind,
And off he runs light-hearted to his play.

If children can so trust, why cannot we,
And place our treasures, too, in God’s safe hand;
Our hopes, ambitions, needs, and those we love,
Just see them, in his all embracing care,
And say with joyous heart, “They are with Thee.”

Author Unknown

Sunday Poem – Trust

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     picture from Digital Library System

           Trust in God

The child leans on its parent’s breast,
Leaves there its cares and is at rest;
The bird sits singing by his nest,
And tells aloud
His trust in God, and so is blest
‘Neath every cloud.

             

He has no store, he sows no seed;
Yet sings aloud, and doth not heed;
By flowing stream or grassy mead,
He sings to shame
Men, who forget, in fear of need,
A Father’s name.

         

The heart that trusts for ever sings,
And feels as light as it had wings;
A well of peace within it springs;
Come good or ill.
Whate’er today, tomorrow, brings,
It is His will.

                      ~Isaac Williams