Wednesday, October 25, 2017

Day in Hand





Waste not on what thou canst not know
The ardor of the hour at hand
Futile, those fat guesses we throw
Toward the ghosts of the unplanned

But thou, with what thou hast, do well
The bell that tolls with sleep or death
Is hung upon a citadel
That grants life’s offering, breath by breath

Fear’s borrowed grief, thou canst not ease
With buttered dread and promise-tea
Better the day in hand to please
With Utter Best’s humility

In vain to strain to scan the dip
Where the steep curve of morrow hides
The miles beyond This Present Blip
Of day in Hand where God abides

Then look to He and meekly ask
His love to undergird request
To be content with what thou hast
And give this day in hand thy best

© Janet Martin



 But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, 
and all these things will be added unto you.  
Matt.6:33-34 

2 comments:

Thank you always for your visit and your thoughts.