Saturday's Poem: My Hand in God's

My Hand in God's

Each morning when I wake I say,

"I place my hand in God's today";
I know He'll walk close by my side
My every wandering step to guide.


He leads me with the tenderest care
When paths are dark and I despair--
No need for me to understand
If I but hold fast to His hand.


My hand in His! No surer way
To walk in safety through each day.
By His great bounty I am fed:
Warmed by His love, and comforted.


When at day's end I seek my rest
And realize how much I'm blessed,
My thanks pour out to Him; and then
I place my hand in God's again.
~Florence Scripps Kellogg