I found this little poem on the fly leaf of a tattered old Bible that belonged to my dear first wife,it did not tell me who wrote it, but I would like to share it with you.
Through every moment of the day,
Whate'er may meet thee on life's way,
This thought shall be thy strength and stay,
He cares.
When shadows veil the fairest scene,
And pleasures fade that might have been,
On the unchanging Saviour lean,
He cares
He marks thy steps, He goes before,
From this time forth for evermore,
Then from thy heart let praise outpour,
He cares.
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