A MORNING POEM
I pray to be meek, wise and whole,
by thy Spirit living in my soul.
To be a friend that is so dear,
as some are broken, far and near.
I have sorrow and yet there's joy,
as life's events will deploy.
My Lord and friend, my all and all,
may I sense the Holy Spirit's call.
While this day passes by and by,
never to ask the question why.
Trusting our God for all things,
He makes me to ride on eagle's wings.
Out into the world I go,
and see His story this day unfold.
Given at the Chapel of Hope in Yokosuka, Japan.
My first poem after reading the autobiography of Fanny Crosby.
Bill Heath - 12 Jun 98