Here is a poem which I found this morning that my wife, who passed away earlier this year,
had saved among her things that she had always shared with me.

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There's a little word that changes
Darkest skies to brightest blue
There's a little word that brings the
Sunlight bravely shining through
Never mind how things look to you;
Never mind if others frown •
Lift your face to God and PRAISE Him
And the blessing will come down!

PRAISE is mightier than an army
With its banners all unfurled;
PRAISE will win the victory sooner
Than all the powers of this world.
For the God who rules all things,
And the God who longs to bless
Waits only till he hears you

Beg him not for any blessing;
Tire him not to tell your need
This he knows before you say it;
Stay Him not to beg and plead.
Lift your face and sing it heavenward,
From the deeps within your soul;
Let His praises fill your being,
Let the shout of rapture roll.

Ah! the rest will come quite easy •
Before you think, it will be done.
You will know PRAISE is the answer.
You will find the victory won.
Blessed, holy, wondrous Jesus,
Heaven in You to me is come!

Compliments of Bob Plimpton

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Yours in Christ,
Paul N. F.