Happier Thoughts

God is The Potter,
We are the clay.
Mold us and shape us,
In your gentle way.

We are your people,
We are your church.
You are the steeple,
Teacher and perch.

Isaiah 65, the 20 something verse,
Tells of the Holy Mountain,
Where nobody 'll be hurt.
People 'll live as long as trees,
And their children's children,
Shall be blessed, blessed indeed.

Life is hard, requiring spiritual strength,
For all earthly blessings, Lord,
We do give Thee thanks.



Edited by jabber (01/07/11 02:17 PM)