Poem: "Great Works of Your Hands"

Your presence is in the bushes,

the weeping willows, too.

The only reason You came to earth

is to save the ones so true.

Your hands have the handiwork

of the mountains and the seas.

The fish that swim and the things that crawl

and the great fowls in the trees.

You made the sun, moon, and stars

with one big breath of air.

You made the creatures come to life.

You've counted the strands of our hair.

You've made the creatures great and small.

You've carved the ocean depths.

You carried me when I was weak

with long strides and great big steps.

Lord God I'll serve You all my life,

to people great and small.

Lord, You're the only One who knows

the greatest treasure of them all!

-By Laura Dieterie-

Poem: A Year Untried Before Me Lies

A year untried before me lies.
What it shall bring of strange surprise,
Of joy, or grief, I cannot tell;
But God my Father knoweth well.

I make no concern of mine,
But leave it all with Love divine.
The sun may shed no light by day,
No stars at night illumine my way.

My soul shall still have no affright
Since God is all my life and light.
Though all the earthly lights grow dim,
He walks in light who walks with Him.

No ill can come but He can cure,
No word doth all of good insure:
He’ll see me through the journey’s length,
For daily need give daily strength!

-Author Unknown-

Poem: Do The Next Thing

From an old English parsonage down by the sea,
There came in the twilight a message to me;
Its quaint Saxon legend, deeply engraven,
Hath, as it seems to me, teaching from heaven.
And all through the doors, the quiet words ring
Like a low inspiration, “Do the next thing.”


Many a questioning, many a fear,
Many a doubt hath its quieting here.
Moment by moment, let down from heaven,
Time, opportunity, guidance are given.
Fear not tomorrow, child of the King,
Trust that with Jesus; do the next thing.


Do it immediately, do it with prayer,
Do it reliantly, casting all care.
Do it with reverence, tracing His hand,
Who placed it before thee with earnest command.
Stayed on omnipotence, safe ‘neath His wing,
Leave all resultings; do the next thing.


Looking to Jesus, ever serener,
Working or suffering be thy demeanor,
In His dear presence, the rest of His calm,
The light of His countenance, be thy psalm.
Strong in His faithfulness, praise and sing;
Then, as He beckons thee, do the next thing.

-Author unknown-