Judith Arlene (Mays) Scott
Family Poetry

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Foot Prints

One night I dreamed a dream

I was walking along the beach with my Lord.

Across the dark sky flashed scenes from my life

For each scene,

I noticed two sets of footprints in the sand,

One belonging to me and

One to my Lord.

When the last scene of my life shot before me

I looked back at the footprints in the sand.

There was only one set of footprints.

I realized that this was at the lowest

And saddest times of my life

This always bothered me

And I questioned the Lord

About my dilemma

Lord You told me when I decided to follow You,

You would walk and talk with me all the way.

But I'm aware that during the most troublesome

Times of my life there is only one set of footprints

I just don't understand why, when I need You most

You leave me.

He whispered, "My precious child,

I love you and will never leave you,

never ever, during your trials and testings. 

When you say only one set of footprints,

It was then that I carried you".

Poem by Margaret Fishback Powers

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We Thank Thee Lord

We thank thee Lord, for weary days

When desert streams were dry,

And first we knew what depths of need

Thy love could satisfy.

We thank thee for the rest in Him

The weary only know-

The perfect, wondrous sympathy

We needs must learn below.

The touch that heals the broken heart

Is never felt above;

His angels know His blessedness,

His way-worn saints, His love.

Poem Taken from Streams in the Desert,

Volume 5,

Poem By Mrs. Charles E Cowman

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jonahmicah@shaw.ca