Poem September 15, 1986 Issue

Seeking God's grace

ELLEN R. MacMILLAN

Father creator,
Your glorious dawn unfolds.
What would You have me write on the
page of today?
Let me remember—with humility—
of myself, I can do nothing,
and then, on bended knee
pray:
"Direct me."
In gratitude,
I kneel again, when day is done,
dear Lord,
to thank You.

ELLEN R. MacMILLAN

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