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IN HIS CARE Two of my grandchildren are flying To Florida for three weeks of fun With their other grandmother And a little romp in the sun. In light of all that has happened In the past year, I start to think That I wish they weren't flying; Then, as quick as a wink Where is my faith? I ask myself In His care they will be; I don't need to worry or fret, I know that Jesus loves me. He will hold them in His care, And bring them safely back home - As long as He is needed, They will never be alone. So many troubles we carry that We don't have to carry at all; As long as we trust in Jesus He answers whenever we call. I gave them to Him in prayer And went on about each task; They will always be in His care All I had to do - was ask. Countrymom
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