 I thank
You, Father, for the health I have from day to
day; Truly, it is a thing of wealth Upon this earthly,
way. I thank You for the strength to
work There is so much to do; Help me that I may never
shirk- To every task be true. I am so glad
that I may help Some brother, bear his load, Someone
perhaps who needs a hand Along a rocky road. I know that
if I do my part As Christ did long ago, That joy will
spring up in my heart And Heaven's blessings
flow
©
Rolla D.
Shultz
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