
The Heart of God
When I think of all the times I wonder what to do,
I thank you there is hope. It's just because of You.
I thank the Lord each day for giving me the grace,
For things you have prepared; down here it's but a taste.
I hope each day that you will bring me closer to your will.
I know that love is in my heart because it is there still.
Because of all the love you've shown I have no need to fear.
The words you spoke the things you do its all because you're near.
Copyright ©2008 Beva Witte
Winter Fog
As the fog begins to press so hard I can not see
The House the path and trees as I take a walk or ride,
I know that in the morning when I take look out side,
That I will see the frosted trees and the whiteness of the day.
Then I realize the change that just one night can make.
Then my spirits are uplifted and that is all it takes.
Copyright ©2008 Beva Witte
The Wash Day
The clothes were soaking in the tub.
The suds they freshened up the wash.
The water swished; a rub and a scrub,Then loaded on the drying racks.
They dripped right through the metal bars,
Then back into the tub to rinse.
The worker didn't go to far
To hang them all upon the fence.The sun, the wind they dried the clothes.
The worker smiled; she felt so gay.
She loved the sun and wind that blows
And praised the Lord who makes the day.
Copyright ©2008 Beva Witte