Breakfast Grace

Lord we gather

Dad has gone

May his new job

Come along

May these children

Love their school

Give their teachers

Courteous rule

May they learn

To heart’s content

Treasure scripture

What it meant.

May I find

When all is done

Just a moment

You alone

Just a word

For these I love

And your comfort

From above

It’s been hard

These months

Of stress

But your Hand

Was there to bless

And perhaps

A part-time chore

Just for me

To help our store.

All these thoughts

O’er simple fare

Precious, knowing

You are there.


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