O, Lord, how often I forget Thee,
in the fleeing hours of the day!
But when the sun lets forth its hues,
Splendid pinks, golds, and blues,
My thoughts oft' turn back to Thee!
O, Lord, take the keys to my heart and soul,
and keep them safe for Thee,
Lest I, in the passing days and years,
Forget, Thee, the Savior of my soul!
~written by a friend
~written by a friend
Poem found at Gabrielle's blog-- thanks, Gabrielle!
3 comments:
I am glad you like it. :)
If you like, I shall tell you a secret story of the author behind that poem in an email.
love,
Gabrielle
I'd love that, Gabrielle! :-D Do you mind that I copied it?
No, I do not mind. But I would like to tell you something...
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