MANNA
The manna fell -
To the ground,
Without a sound,
'Twas God's design
To feed mankind.
The murmuring crowd,
Cried aloud -
The manna fell -
In full supply,
From the sky,
Each household heard,
God's own Word.
There was sorrow
Gathering for tomorrow
Our daily bread'
The worms of greed,
Proved God's creed,
Our life's design,
A day at a time,
Sufficient, for the day
Is God, alway.
For thine is the kingdom - forever - Amen.
-Elizabeth Wallace Morehead-
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~ ~April 16, 2003~ ~