Your Blessing

Your blessing, God, is like a gift... Of
silver and of gold... And some-
times it is almost more... Than I have
strengthe to hold... Sometimes You
shower so much joy... And happiness on
me...That life is like a paradise...
Of perfect ectasy... And that is why I
do not mind... The lightning and the
rain... Or any hail or thunderbolt...
That shakes my window-pane... I have
my disappointments and ... My share of
earthly grief... But always I remember,
God... That there is some relief...
Because when I have said my prayer...
I hear Your soft reply... And when I
lift my eyes I see... A rainbow in the
sky.


James J. Metcalfe

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