Thursday, July 25, 1974

In Gratitude, by Marie MacIntyre

Father, my love
Grows stronger each day;
My faith, a strong pillar
Whenever I pray.

You are so great
And I am so small;
Yet your loves always there
Whenever I call.

I pray that I'm worthy
To merit such care;
My Faith, a strong standard
I'll share and I'll share.


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