So we rebuilt the wall till all of it reached half its height, for the people worked with all their heart.
Busy, busy days...the harvest is ripe!
We work, knowing it is not for naught...
We each were born to do our part
Then, pray we work with all our heart
Not to achieve the praise of man
But to give God the best we can
For man is nothing without He
Who grants His grace and sympathy
So, if we strive to live our days
For Him, He also gets the praise
© Janet Martin
Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for human masters,