A Poem about looking beyond the circumstances, to see the gifts! |
THE LORD'S TREASURES! Lord, upon me bestow, All that is good. Though it seems a lump Of coal at the giving, Teach me to treasure it and To understand that the Cares and trials and tears That accompany the gift, Come but to press and Shape and cleanse it. Until it shines as the gem That you did intend For it to be. And as life’s cares and Trials and tears, press and Shape and cleanse me (As they should), Help me to recall That all which you bestow, Is good! |