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A Little Bit of Clay



Today, as I sat and thought
About my Lord, Jesus,
A man, that could not see,
Came into my thoughts.

Jesus placed a little bit of clay
On his eyes and he could see.
Oh, how blind are we.

How I get lost in the things of the world,
I do not know. What He is saying to me,
His desire is for me to trust in Him.
I need a little bit of clay.

Living each day for Him, I believe.
Yet, I stray so easily when I am deceived.
I need a little bit of clay.

Why are we looking so sad and forlorn,
As if our Savior had never been born.
We need a little bit of clay.

There are troubles, on every side.
We need Jesus to be our guide.
Ask for a little bit of clay.

Jesus has not left me, not once in my life.
I run into the world, when I face strife.
What does it take to find my way?
I need Jesus to give a little bit of clay.

God, bless us, today, and fix the broken.
Help us to understand all the words you have spoken.
Come into our life with a little bit of clay.

Let us see, clearly, the mistakes of today;
Realizing we need a little bit of clay.

Thank you, Jesus, for the little bit of clay,
When I remembered just what to say
To the lady, in need, that came, today.

Because of you, I was able to pray
For a little bit of clay.


by Sarah Berthelson © 2004
Sarah@Berthelson.com
Sarah is the author of "He Guides My Path"
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http://www.christianpoetry.org/selentry-2.php?

Thank you Sarah, for allowing me
to share your beauitful poem.
dee

 









"Lord, make me to know mine end, and the
measure of my days, what it is: that I may
know how frail I am.
Behold, thou hast made my days as an
handbreadth; and mine age is as nothing
before thee: verily every man at his best
state is altogether vanity."
~~ Psalm 39:4-5 ~~


Jesus, Blessed Guardian and Keeper of my soul
I praise You. I delight in the fact that You
know my end, and the measure of my days; and so,
I bow before You today, Jesus, just asking that
You keep me in the shelter of Your hand, wherein
lies my salvation, my cleansing, my healing.
You are Everything to me, Jesus . . .
may everything that I am be invested in following You,
and may I never worry about my past, my present,
or my future; for these are all in Your blessed keeping.
Yes, Lord! --
I am written in Your book of remembrance.
Hallelujah! --
Amen.

Love,
Maryann
angelpie@1st.net




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