Tuesday, July 30, 1974

To God, by Marie MacIntyre

I took a trip upon a plane
And watched the earth below;
I saw the multi-colored grounds
And fields that men did sow.

How must we look to our God above?
A dot in the cosmic scene?
How great his love to care for us
And be interested in the things we dream.

Take Time for Me, by Marie MacIntyre


God says, "If you love me
Take time for Me,
My love as strong standard
For others to see."

The ways that we show Him
Are the ways of our deeds.
When we truely serve Him,
He takes care of our needs.

If we follow the Master
We follow the Son.
God knows all our needs
Before they have begun.

Some trials we are given
To live day by day
But God's armour protects us,
And passes them away.


Monday, July 29, 1974

My Betty, by Marie MacIntyre


Betty, my child,
So dear in my life
God's arm is about you
The rest of your life.

Your life filled with honor
For the God from above.
God will always be with you
To show His great love.

God gives us all trials,
All turmoil and strife.
But when we turn to God
He treasures our life.

So, child of my heart,
A gift given to me.
I'm proud that you honor
The God that I see.

God Bless You Dear
Your Mother