I Meet God in the Morning

The earth is the Lord’s

    and the fullness thereof ,

It speaks of His greatness ,

    it sings of His love ,

And each day at dawning

    I lift my heart high

And raise up my eyes

    to the infinite sky …

I see the dew glisten

    in crystal-like splendor

While God ,with a touch

    that is gentle and tender ,

Wraps up the night

     and softly tucks it away

And hangs out the sun

     to herald a new day ,

A day yet unblemished

     by what’s gone before ,

A chance to begin

     and start over once more ,

And all I need do

     is to silently pray ,

God , help me and guide me

     and go with me today

Jan Bagwell

God Bless !

God’s gifts put man’s dreams to shame .

Way of The Cross

Tis important to remember,
the holy Standard that was set for us!
Its purchase was selflessly made
by our beloved Christ Jesus.

Upon Calvary, this single sacrifice
of Jehovah's perfect, atoning Lamb
completely demonstrates the truest form of Love
from our God, the Great I Am.

Lord, we may not entirely comprehend,
how Your ways are superior to our own,
but we need to realize that we're called
to reach towards Your Kingdom throne.

From the cruel spilling of Your Son's royal blood,
the ransom for Humanity was fully paid;
and the foundation of Heaven's eternity
has been utterly sealed and forever laid.
Jan Bagwell
God Bless

GOD OF OUR LIFE THROUGH ALL THE CIRCLING YEARS:

God of our Life All The Circling Years

God of our life ,through all the circling years,

We trust in Thee ;

In all the past ,through all our hopes and fears,

Thy hand we see .

With each new day ,when morning lifts the veil ,

We own Thy mercies , Lord ,which never fail .

God of the past ,our times are in Thy hand ;

With us abide .

Lead us faith to hope’s true Promised Land ;

Be Thou our guide .

With Thee to bless ,the darkness shines as light ,

And faith’s fair vision changes into sight .

God of the coming years ,through paths unknown

We follow Thee ;

When we are strong ,Lord ,leave us not alone ;

Our Refuge be .

Be Thou for us in life our Daily Bread ,

Our heart’s true Home when all our years have sped .

Jan Bagwell

A Song Of living

It is so good to be alive ;

To have deep dreams : to greatly strive

Through the day’s work :to dance and sing

Between the times of sorrowing _

To have a clear faith in the end

That death is life’s best ,truthful friend .

To be alive : to hear and see

This wonderful ,strange pageantry

Of earth ,in which each hour’s session

Brings forth a new unknown procession

Of joys :stars ,flowers ,seas and grass

In ever new guise before me pass .

To have deep dreams : ah me , al me !

To bring far things close by see ;

To have my voyaging soul explore

Beyond my body’s ponderous door .

To make my love from a thousand graces ,

Seen in a thousand  faces .

To greatly strive :perform my share

Of work : for the world grows more fair

To him who measures Time and Fate

By what his laboring days create-

For work is the voice that lifts to God

The adoration of God .

To dance and sing :my body’s praise

For being fair in many ways .

It hath no other voice than this

To thank God for a moment’s bliss –

When art and heaven together trust

Joy to the perfection of the dust .

Times of sorrowing :yea , to weep :

To wash my soul with tears , and keep

It clean from earth’s too constant gain ,

Even as a flower needs rain

To cool the passion of the sun ,

And take a fresh new glory on .

To have clear faith :- through good or ill

We but perform some conscious will

Higher than man’s The world at best

In all things do but manifest

That God has set His enternal seal

Upon the unsubstantial real .

Jan Bagwell

God Bless