You love to read God's Holy Word
You love to play and sing
You love to hear the music roll
Hear other voices ring
With songs of praise and songs of faith
The message new and yet so old
You love to tell the story of how Jesus
Died to save your soul.
Of course, I know you love Him
Your eyes have told me so,
He paid the price to have your love
We cannot tell Him "No,"
We must give Jesus His first place
In love and life and thought
And He some day will send to you
The Love for which you sought.
Let us not be too hasty
Let's not run ahead of God
He knows your needs before you ask
He knows the path you trod
Just put your dear sweet hand in His
Then pray it thru, clear thru,
He'll lead you to your task dear heart
He has your way marked out for you.
by Elizabeth Calkins Lyons
August 22, 1954
[Written to Betty [me]]
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