I woke up early one
morning,
And rushed right into the day,
I had so much to accomplish,
That I didn’t have time to pray.
Problems just tumbled about me,
And heavier came each task,
"Why doesn’t God help me? "I wondered,
He answered, "You didn’t ask."
I wanted to see joy and beauty,
But the day toiled on, grey and bleak,
I wondered why God didn’t show me,
He said, "That you didn’t seek."
I tried to come into God’s presence,
I used all my keys at the lock,
God gently and lovingly chided,
"My child you didn’t knock."
I woke up early his morning,
And paused before entering the day,
I had so much to accomplish,
That I had to take time to pray.
© Copyright
Grace L Naessens
1960
And rushed right into the day,
I had so much to accomplish,
That I didn’t have time to pray.
Problems just tumbled about me,
And heavier came each task,
"Why doesn’t God help me? "I wondered,
He answered, "You didn’t ask."
I wanted to see joy and beauty,
But the day toiled on, grey and bleak,
I wondered why God didn’t show me,
He said, "That you didn’t seek."
I tried to come into God’s presence,
I used all my keys at the lock,
God gently and lovingly chided,
"My child you didn’t knock."
I woke up early his morning,
And paused before entering the day,
I had so much to accomplish,
That I had to take time to pray.
© Copyright
Grace L Naessens
1960
Mooi! Iets om over na te denken.... gr. Hennie
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