Good morning, all. I just wanted to give the Lord some praise for all that He is and all that He has done for me! Enjoy.
When youth allowed me to skip with alacrity
You were there watching me as I, with glee
Noticed all the things there were for me to see.
You pulled me back from things that I didn't need
And shook me with gentleness when wayward I would be
You allowed me to appease my curiosity
While lessons of insight, you did me feed.
Like the beneficent Father that you are
You guided this little one on toward the
Place that You had determined I would be
With gentle hands, oh God, who formed me.
There is that within me that yearns to get out
The praise that you deserve so much
For the omniscience that is You, Lord
Whose hands guide me with Your gentle touch.
Supped from the table prepared by Your hand
Great Father, God, Savior of man
Thank You for allowing this lady to stand
To gaze into Your glory, oh God of my homeland
And work as I wait to be gathered back again.
Doing What I Can, While I Can,
Alma L. Stepping On Jones