| Stories Of His Herald The Lord is my guide Through prayer we go for a ride He shows me things Before, which I knew only when I'd sing I have found a peace Which shall never cease Why, even as fireworks light the sky The question, again comes to mind God knows His answer I'll find When I look in His book I know I'm at home where I belong For it is God who helps me be strong Growing old is an art Of God's plan it is part He helps us live well longer Our bones may creak, but our spirit is stronger Yes, there is hope in a hug When in your heart you feel a tug For you realize you are in God's world When you hear being sung stories of His herald By Reta H. |
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