JUST KEEP YOUR EYES ON JESUS

Just Keep
Your Eyes
On JESUS ~
No Matter
What May
Befall . . .
Just Keep
Your Eyes
On Jesus
And HE Will
Give You All.

SIMPLICITY

God Watches Out
For The Sparrow . . .
And Keeps It in
HIS Care.
Should it Not then
Be simple for Me
To know
That HE Will
Answer
My Prayer?

A GOD DIRECTED LIFE

I love living a God - Directed
Life!
It Takes away all of
Struggle and Strife.
I only seek to do
HIS Will
As I kneel Before
HIM . . .
Gentle and Still.


IN THE MIDST OF THE STORM

In The Midst Of The Storm . . .
The Good Shepherd
Leads His Sheep!
Through the driving Wind
And rain
He Will Them in
Safety Keep.

In the Midst of
The Storm
He Calls out
"Never fear",
For Even
I,
JESUS
Am Right Here
with You,
My Sheep
In The Midst of
The Storm!



HIS FULL ARMOR

When All
In Your
Bright Vision
Seems lost
And Your life
Has been storm -
Tossed ~
Just of God's
Full Armor
Put on All,
And HE
Will Never
Let You
Fall.



JUST WAITING AT THE CROSS

I am just Waiting
At The Cross
For THEE.
No Worldly Thoughts
Disturb My Mind.
My inmost
Thoughts
Are All for
Thee
Who Art
All Wise,
All Kind.

I Am Waiting
At The Cross
For THEE,
For I would
Serve Thee
Well.
To Labor
For THEE
Is My full
Aim
And I would
Ever
In THY Presence
Dwell.
I am just
Waiting
at The Cross
For THEE,
For That Is
Where
I find
Thee Best.
There I shall
With Patience
Stand
Awaiting Thy
Request.
Lord Make Use
of These Hands
And Feet.
These Eyes And
Ears...
Thy foes to help
Defeat.
Only My Cup
of Courage
Fill, That I May
Carry out Thy
Will.
Here
I stand, Lord.
Please send Me
To Where some
Soul
In darkness
Waits for THEE.
To where Some
Other Soul
Just like Me
Waits and longs
To Come to
THEE.



"If I write 'Many Poems' and Songs during Troubles, then Troubles are my Friend"



WITHIN THE HOLLOW OF HIS HAND

I Know Myself to Be Within
The Hollow of His Hand
Each Day and Every Hour.
New Days, New Facets
of My Life
Reveal His Strengthening
Power.

Through Snows of Winter,
Storms of Life,
Midst Summer Bloom...
And Sun, I Know in
Either Joy or Strife
He is My Only One.

He is The Author of
My Faith,
The Finisher of
Such.
His Tender Hand
Will hold Me
Safe
It is My Only
Crutch.

Upon His Shoulders
Goes My Cross,
And I'll count
The World's
Pleasures Well
Lost
If only I May
Always
Stand
Within The
Firm Hollow
of Jesus'
Hand.



SPIRIT OF PRAYER

The spirit of
prayer
Came at eventide
On the wings of
the end of day;
I felt it stealing
over my soul
In a gentle, tender
Way.
Ah, one could never
describe it
with a thousand words
of pen -
But it came with a
lift of heart
Higher than the hearts
of men.

It came as a dove
to my presence,
And there was a stillness
in me;
All other thoughts
disappeared...
And I was alone
with Thee.

San Diego
May 10, 1962


SONG OF TRIUMPH

I know that
My Redeemer
Liveth - -
For results He
brings My
Life.
He strengthens Me,
Fulfills Me.
And ends for
Me
All strife.
He fights my battles
For Me
And I see that
All is won . . .
Thus it is the
greatest
Hardships that
I find are overcome.
If you take this
ready Warrior
By your side
on every day . . .
You Will sing His
Songs of
Triumph
In the midst
of every fray. . .

May 7, 1965



GARDEN OF PRAYER

I Come First
In the Mornings
To The Garden
Of Prayer
I Come First
In the Mornings
To The Garden
Of Prayer
For I find
Good Beginnings
For a Wondrous
Day
There.

The Lord's Prayer
and The Twenty Third
Psalm
Help Me so Much
To keep My Day
Calm.
Then I Walk
Carefree . . .
With JESUS
Holding My Hand.
I Hear a Mockingbird
Singing
Cheerily.
Then My Troubles
Disband.
On All Sides
Of Me
Grow flowers
Of radiant
Hues.
I forget All
My Troubles
And My gloomy
Thoughts
Lose.



MUSIC IN MY HEART

There is Music
In My Heart,
And it does Not
Depart
But plays on
All Day Long
Just like
A Lark's
Uplifted
Song.
It is Music
To My King
Master of
Everything!
My Sovereign
Lord,
Who dost
To Me
Every Grace
Accord.
There is Music
In The Brook
And I could Write
A Book
about the Music
In the Trees
As They rustle
In the breeze.
There is Music
In My Heart. . .
Music that plays
On and On
In a sweet, Tender
Love Song.
Sweet, lovely,
Tender Music,
Playing ever so
Softly,
Ever so richly
In My Heart!



PRAYER CHANGES THINGS

Prayer Changes
Things.
It gives Us
Wings!
Wings that Carry
Us above
All the Cares
The World
Bestows.
Because They
Make
Us Sure
That Our
Father
Knows.



ALL IS NOT LOST

All Is
Not
Lost!
Our
Little
Ship
Is
Only
Storm Tossed.



TOMORROW WILL BE BETTER

Tomorrow Will be
A fresh New
Day
All shining With
Dew.
Dear Lord
May I spend
All The Day
Looking Unto
And Learning
More of You.

May I follow
In Your
Pathways,
May I try
To be More
Like You.
May Your
Blessings
Be Upon
All that I
Do!


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