Friday, March 25, 2011

Day 2

Hands: by Grace Noll Crowell 

My hand is large and his is small, 

And there is nothing on earth at all

More important than the task

That lies ahead of me, I ask

For wisdom, Lord, that I may lead

This child aright; his every need

Depends on me.  Be thou my guide

That I, in walking by his side,

May choose the right paths for his feet,

The days are swift, the years are fleet,

Mark me alert in deed and word

As we go forward, blessed Lord:

His precious clinging hand in mine,

With always, Lord, my hand in Thine.