Wednesday, September 9, 2015


Lord, help us beautify this day
Not with cold gold or molded clay
But with the things we do or say
Let’s beautify this little day

For it will never pass again
Its lilt of sun, its gilt of rain
A gifted Once; its joy or pain
Will never pass this way again

Then let us humbly do our best
Regardless of its test or quest
May we with honor earn The Rest
Of those who humbly did their best

© Janet Martin

 He has shown you, O mortal, what is good. 
And what does the LORD require of you? 
To act justly and to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God.

Micah 6:8

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