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<< Leaves of Life, by Margaret Bird Steinmetz

Leaves of Life - February 15

  • 2019 Feb 15
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FEBRUARY FIFTEENTH 

The night I know is nigh at hand,
The mists lie low on hill and bay,
The autumn sheaves are brown and dry,
But I have had the day.

Nay, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him that loved us.
—Romans 8. 37.

My Father, may my daily work not be the means of separating me from thee, but may I have thee for my companion through my work. Forbid that I should ever submit to despair from weakness of body, but that I may be blest and grow strong as my spirit lives in thee. Amen.



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