Friday, August 30, 1974

Beauty of Nature, by Marie MacIntyre


The laughing waves
Dashed to the shore,
Kissed the earth
And ran back as before.

The trees their merriment
Tried to hide,
For they played this game
With a ceaseless tide.

Flowers scattered
In the grass so green:
A picture of beauty
To be seen.

All nature bows
To our God above
Who gave such beauty,
The measure of His love.

Hanama Bay, by Marie MacIntyre

In memory my thoughts do stray,
To happy days in Hanama Bay;
The sand was white and clean
The bay was beautiful - like a dream.

A dream so perfect on the sunfilled sea,
A dream we shared, both you and me -
A natural bay, protected there,
A place to swim without a care.

Lord, I thank Thee for the beauty given
me,
In letting me see Thy beauty flowing
free;
So much beauty that must find word:
When our eyes are opened, Thy voice is
heard.


Wednesday, August 28, 1974

God In His Love, by Marie MacIntyre


God in His love has been good to me,
I thank Him for every day that I see.

May I in my way bring joy out of pain,
To serve the dear Lord,
'til He calls me again.

A life filled with love,
I dedicate, Lord, to You.

May my deeds show my worth,
In what I say, and I do.