We usually find them spanned,
By many prayers of the saints,
And the touch of our loving God's hand.
When crossing the troubled waters,
Or climbing a mountain so steep,
We always know for sure,
Our Father is caring for His sheep.
And when safely on the other side,
Looking ahead to pastures green,
We will be much closer to Him,
As on His arm we continue to lean.
(c) Patricia Lawrence
Ephesians 6:18-24
Till I was tired and bailed out.
But when I found I could not swim,
I looked for help and then found Him.
He picked me up and brought me ashore,
And gave me hope for evermore.
(c) Patricia Lawrence
Titus 3:1-7
