My Own Song

Oh, glad am I that I was born !

For who is sad when flaming morn

Burst forth ,or when the mighty might

Carries the soul from height to height!

To me , as to the child that sings ,

The bird that claps his rain-washed wings ,

The breeze that curls the sun-tipped flower,

Comes some new joy with each new hour .

Joy in the beauty of the earth ,

Joy in the fire upon the hearth ,

Joy in that potency of  love

In  which I live and breathe and move !

Joy even in the shapeless thought

That ,some day ,when all tasks are wrought ,

I shall explore that vasty deep.

Beyond the frozen gates of sleep .

For joy attunes all beating things ,

With me each rhythmic atom sings ,

From glow till gloom ,from mirk till morn;

Oh , I am glad that I was born

Jan Bagwell

God Bless !

  A Crushed Rose

O, beautiful rose , please tell me ,

For I would like know

Why I must crush your petals

That the sweet perfume may flow .

O life that is clothed in beauty

Perhaps like that wonderful rose

You will need to be crushed by suffering

If the radiance of your life must glow

A life that is crushed by sorrow

Can feel for another’s grief ,

And send out that fragrance of love

That will bring some heart relief .

O , do not repine at your testing

When called to pass under the rod;

For your life the sweeter will be

If bless by the hand of God

Then let us rejoice  when He sendeth

Some sorrow or hardship that tries ,

And be glad to be crushed as the rose leaf

That a sweeter perfume may arise ,

Jan Bagwell

God Bless !!

I shall Go Alone

I shall go out alone

Tonight beneath the stars ,

I shall forget the world

With its wars and rumors of wars ;

I shall lift my face to the sky ,

To its friendly fires and feel

The night winds reaching its hands

Into my heart to heal .

The darkness will soothe my eyes

That have looked too long at the light ;

The clamor within my ears

Will cease in the soundless night ;

And perhaps I shall find again

A thing I have lost for long :

Laughter upon my lips ,

And a light-hearted song

Jan Bagwell

God Bless !

Prayer list :

Jan Bagwell [ knees and neck ]

Judy Howard [ Knees ]

Billy Phillips Mother

Hali Bagwell and David Bagwell

Scott and Elizabeth and Emily Bagwell

Hazel Bagwell

Nadine Stvan

Mike Wells and mother

O Night of Wonder

O night of wonder and delight !

O night of glory and surprise !

With one road stretching clear and bright

Before our eager ,dazzled eyes .

 Drawn by the magnet of a star ;

Drawn by an unseen power we take

A silver road that leads afar ,

And follow it for Christ’s dear sake .

O King of Kings ,and Lord of lords ,

We fall before thy starlit throne .

Humble we are –there are no words

With which we fitly can make known

Our heart’s elation and desire .

We search for words we cannot find –

The air is drenched with silver fire ,

Too bright for eyes that are struck blind .

Accept our silence as high praise ,

Our rapture ,as a thing of worth .

We are stricken with the old amaze :

The strange sweet wonder of thy birth .

Jan Bagwell

God Bless !

I like to to thank Judy Howard for all her help .

Prayer list :

Jan Bagwell [ knees and neck ]

Judy Howard [ Knees ]

Billy Phillips Mother 

Hali Bagwell and David Bagwell 

Scott and Elizabeth and  Emily Bagwell

Hazel Bagwell

Nadine Stvan

Mike Wells and mother