Thank You, Lord, by Marie MacIntyre

Thank you Lord, for another day.

A day for which my heart can say,

Thank you, Lord.

For I've things to do, work to finish

So I can come to you.

A world has need for those who care,

For wants and needs are everywhere.

So Lord, use my life as you would do,

For all my life is dedicated to you.

A Petition, by Marie MacIntyre

Father, thy child is going home,

Please guide her on her way.

May peace her firm companion be,

Please be with her today.

Oh Father, her mind is troubled:

She doesn't know what to do.

I pray you'll lift the burden

So she can come to you.

Little Child, by Marie MacIntyre

You're far from me, my little child

But not by choice or guile,

Come spend some time in prayer with me

Relax, and rest in me awhile.

I find that you are closest when

You cry or when you smile,

Come stay with me, abide in me

I'll go that last, long mile.

A perfect Lord I am to be

To each dear precious soul,

A healing force, a loving touch

To heal and make you whole.

So be content, love, do your best

Soon you'll be fit to roam

To that wondrous heavenly place

Your soul knows as its' home.

Vicki Morton

(Marie's daughter)