My Hand in God's

A friend of my husband's emailed this poem to him the other day. I was so encouraged and blessed by it that I thought I would share it here.

Each morning when I wake I say,
"I place my hands in God's today."
I know He'll walk close by my side,
My every wandering step to guide.

He leads me with the tenderest care,
When paths are dark and I despair.
No need for me to understand
If I but hold fast to His Hand.

My hand in His, no surer way,
To walk in safety through each day.
By His great bounty I am fed,
Warmed by His love, and comforted.

When at days' end I seek my rest,
And realize how much I am blessed.
My thanks pour out to Him and then;
I place my hands in God's again.
-- By: Florence Scripps Kellogg