SERENITY

Time is no moreAs this day wraps around meThe sweet serenity and utter joyThat follows work well done,The quiet consciousness of heart content,The memory of past precious hours spentIn earnest seeking what His will decreed,In glorifying Him in word, in thought, in deed.This peace of mind, the fruit!Oh, rich reward it isTo know that I have found my home—and I am His!

Helen Lucy Veatch Sutherland

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