A Poem that has meant much to me. “His Promise”

His Promise

 

When I awoke this morning,

A question came to me:

“I wonder, oh, I wonder,

What this day will hold for me?”

 

As I pondered o’er the question,

“Are you afraid to face the day?”

Quickly came my Savior’s promise,

“I will guide you all the way.”

 

Tenderly he whispers to me,

“Trust me when in sinking sand,

Keep your face like flint toward heaven

I will always hold your hand.”

 

And again this promise grips me

Romans 8, verse 28

Stands as true as when first given;

It will work if we but wait.

 

“Written by:  Mildred Cleer   March 1947

(This special women was my Great Grandmother,

  I only new her when I was young, but I remember a

  Very dedicated woman.)-Vonda”

 

Ps. Vonda was my Mother