In a Small Place
Fret not because thy place is small,
Thy service need not be,
For thou canst make it all there is
Of joy and ministry.
The dewdrop, as the boundless sea,
In God's great place has part;
And this is all He asks of thee;
Be faithful where thou art.
In thee His mighty hand can show
The wonders of His grace,
And He can make the humblest room
A high and holy place.
Thy life can know the blessedness
Of resting in His will;
His fullness flows unceasingly
Thy cup of need to fill.
His strength upon they weakness waits,
His power for thy task.
What more, O child of all His care,
Could any great one ask?
by Annie Johnson Flint
No comments:
Post a Comment