I came across in tidying up a bookmark, an incomplete poem I felt .. so looked. It was not all the poem (or hymn as I found out) but wanted to know who wrote it as the printed bookmark did not have that either. Upon reading it all I wanted to share it .. for it so touched my heart, and thought it may bless others (the link used is here):
" This the last
hymn written by Annie Johnson Flint.
Her hands were so gnarled by
arthritis that she was unable to hold a pen, so a crayon or stick of
chalk was wedged between her fingers, so she could write on a surface
suspended over her bed. She had hoped to become a concert pianist, but
in her late twenties she was diagnosed with arthritis. By the end of
her life she was just four feet tall."
What God hath promised
God hath not promised
skies always blue,
flower
strewn pathways all our lives through.
God hath not promised sun without rain,
joy without
sorrow, peace without pain,
God hath not promised we shall not know
toil and
temptation trouble and woe.
He hath not told
us, we shall not bear,
many a
burden, many a care.
But hath promised strength for the day,
Rest for the
labour, light for the way,
Grace for
the trials, help from above,
Unfailing
sympathy, undying love.
God hath not promised smooth roads and wide,
Swift, easy
travel, needing no guide;
Never a mountain
rocky and steep,
Never a river
turbid and deep.
But God hath promised strength for the day,
Rest for the
labour, light for the way,
Grace for the
trials, help from above,
Unfailing
sympathy, undying love.
by Annie Johnson Flint.
It really tied in well with this illuminated work I did some time back for a very dear friend in Melbourne.
I pray the LORD might use this lift your heart, to cheer you on your way, wherever you may be..
For He cares for you, not in a light-hearted, flippant way but in a deeply loving understanding way.. He knows your every need, care, woe and burden and grief of heart. He is a true Father and cares for His own...
So cast all your care upon Him.. and leave them with Him, dont pull them back :D
He is able to bare your burdens, that is why He is called the Burden Bearer.
Sending loving thoughts and prayers for each of you who read this, praying at the throne of grace where we find Grace to Help in time of need.
Shaz in Oz.x
A biography of Annie Johnson Flint is here .. and she also wrote the extra special hymn "He giveth more grace", another great favourite of mine.
see here:
"Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy, and find grace to help in time of need". Hebrews 4:16
Linking up to:
Annie's Smiles over at Stitch in time - as this hymn and researching this post really brought a smile to my face and joy to my heart.
Word Art Wednesday - anything goes http://wordartwednesday.blogspot.com.au.Annie's Smiles over at Stitch in time - as this hymn and researching this post really brought a smile to my face and joy to my heart.
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