Category: Hope

Your Will Be Done

by Lucy M. Young

photo by Aaron Burden on Unsplash
Father, You know my dearest wish -
To walk in comfort, free of the pain that holds me in its grasp.
You know how much I've prayed for sweet release -
At first with faith in quick deliverance,
Later with hope,
Hardly daring to believe I could be freed.

At times I've been so angry with You, Lord.
Forgive me.
I've wept in my despair and tried to bargain;
But now my tears are dried I am resigned -
Your will be done;
And if it be my lot in life to live with pain
So be it,
Only grant me strength to bear it with a smile,
And quietly without complaint accept my cross.

Grant Me Serenity

by Lucy M. Young

photo by Larisa Birta on Unsplash
Dear Lord, grant me serenity,
That I may gracefully accept
Whatever comes my way that can't be altered.
If my body must be crippled,
Let not my mind and heart and soul be crippled also.
Grant me the strength
To rise above my physical affliction,
And be content with what I can accomplish
In spite of it.

Lord, grant me courage
To change my way of life to fit the limits
Placed upon me by my handicap;
To smile in spite of pain;
To laugh at difficulties, disappointments,
And find the strength to do my daily tasks.

But if it be Thy will, dear Lord,
I pray that Thou wilt heal my leg;
That pain may disappear,
And I may walk and work and live in comfort;
However, Lord, Thy will not mine be done.
Whatever be the outcome of this day, I will accept it;
And with Thy help,
I'll strive each day to live a useful, joyous life;
And make my home a pleasant, tranquil place,
That all who come may feel refreshed,
And go their way with peaceful, happy hearts.

Hope

by Lucy M. Young

photo by Arseny Togulev on Unsplash
When sadness overwhelms me
And troubles pile so high
There seems no way around them,
I think I want to die.
When fear and doubt are rampant,
And I want to run and hide,
There's no relief, no solace
In anything I've tried.

I stand and look around me;
The sun is shining bright
Upon the barren frozen earth,
But Spring's almost in sight.
Beneath the snow the flowers wait
To bloom in all their glory,
All nature soon will be awake
To tell the age-old story

Of love and resurrection;
For 'though our days are dark,
Beneath the pain of our despair
There is a tiny spark
Of hope. If we will see it,
And nourish it with prayer;
Our troubles all will disappear,
And joy will vanquish care.

Lord Keep My Faith Intact

by Lucy M. Young

Lord, keep my faith intact,
My courage strong;
And help me to ignore the cruel taunts
Of those who would destroy my confidence
In Your unfailing love.
I need Your strength
For I am weak and often feel discouraged.
Just hold me up, dear Lord, and keep me going
For yet another day.
I cannot stand alone, but with Your help,
I'll keep a cheerful smile upon my face
For all to see, and never let them know
There may be sadness in my secret heart.

Brick by Brick

by Lucy M. Young






photo by Deniz Altindas on Unsplash





One brick at a time will build the highest wall.
  One step at a time will cover many miles.
Inch by inch the spider builds her lovely web
  Surely, bit by bit, God turns our tears to smiles.

When the future looks so dark you'd like to quit
  Just turn to God and see what He can do.
Wait and trust in Him and you will find
  'Though the day be dark the sun will soon shine through.

	


	
	






	
	

		
I Asked the Lord
	


	

		

by Lucy M. Young





photo by Neil Thomas on Unsplash





I asked the Lord to walk with me,
And everywhere He walks with me,
He guards my every step.
I asked Him then to hold me up,
Where'er I go He holds me up,
He does not let me fall.

I asked that He might give me strength
To face whatever each day brings
Of weakness, doubt or fear;
I asked for Him to be my guide
Through days of pain and sleepless nights,
He makes my way secure.

'Though there be days when things go wrong
And my burden seems too much to bear
I know He's by my side.
His love sustains me constantly,
His strength supports my faltering steps,
He is my guiding light

	


	
	








	
	

		
Blue Skies of April
	


	

		

by Lucy M. Young





Blue skies of April
Loveliest of the year
Shining through my window
Drying up my tears.

Winter was so lonely -
Bleak and cold and drear,
Easily forgotten
Now that April's here.

New green leaves and swelling buds
Bring new hope and cheer;
Dandelions, fresh green grass
Remind us God is near.

Blue skies of April
Loveliest of the year
Bringing resurrection
And a bright new year.





photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash

	


	
	






	
	

		
	

		
March Snowstorm
	


	

		

by Lucy M. Young





All winter long we wished for snow,
  We children of the North;
Hopefully we scanned the skies,
  Perused the weather report.
The weather men predicted snow,
  But rain was what we got -
Dismal, dreary, icy rain,
  Our wishes were for naught.

Now it is March, the winter's gone,
  Spring flowers bloom everywhere;
And what is this I see without?
  Gay snowflakes fill the air!
The brown, bare ground has disappeared
  Beneath a soft, white spread;
The trees are dressed in fluffy lace,
  White icing decks my homestead.

I thank the Lord with all my heart
  For sending this late snowstorm
To hide the bleak, bare countryside,
  The brown earth to transform.
'Twill not last long, the sun will shine,
  The flowers will reappear;
The robins' songs will fill the air
  To tell us Spring is here.