Archive for April 2019

Stand Still

God is bigger, God is more
Than the flak, that is hurled at you
The love you give, in the name of Jesus
Comes through the rented door

Though, the diverse pain oppress
Don’t fear or shy away
For God, and His word is with you now
Forever, it will stay

He surely comes, in the knick of time
No step beyond His will
For you are His and He is thine
All is calm, His peace, be still

All In Him child, put your trust
The opposition falls
His loves abides
His victory rides
Whether short or awaited
The time

Kelly Sampson Griswold

Signs of Spring

Springtime

Plum trees are budding
Mint is creeping
Willows are weeping
Springtime is springing

Surely and quietly, she’s inching with a crawl
Almost didn’t notice
But for the fragrant dewfall
Pollen is misting through the windy bay
Silently flying to the feeding tray

Birds are a chirping
With alluring song singing
For all of springtime stalling
Spring fever is catching

Nascent white popcorn
Treats for God’s eye
Beautiful sights for all passers by
Mind you, my nose is needing relief
And Springtime’s worth the waiting
With soft handkerchief


Kelly Sampson Griswold

Morning Hymn

Letting go of our will, humbly
Rest in God thy good
His wisdom warms our hearts this morning
Newly understood

Our lone desire to live life strong
In Jesus all our days
Infiltrate Your wondrous love
Into our hearts and ways

Holy Spirit strengthen us
Fill us once again
Though the road is difficult
Your power will sustain

We thank You Jesus for all things
The glue that holds us tight
In everlasting unity
With grace our wings take flight

We glorify You dearest Lord
We live and breathe Your Name …
Sweet respiring wind from You
Holy Spirit fill our frame

Our lone desire to live life strong
For You Lord all our days
Infiltrate Your wondrous love
Into our hearts and ways

Words and music
By Kelly S Griswold
Hymn

Jesus Softer Than The Falling Rain


“Jesus” softer than the falling rain”

Precious there, a broken heart
Ne’r a weakness to impart
Tis strength disguised, in humble gates
Where artful waves of streaming tears
Learn to lose, because of love
Softer than the falling rain
True Love gains and lives again
Where new dreams doth emerge and call
And fill the hollow, healed in grace
The island stands not merely lone
When water all around it’s sides
Keeps it buffered for a time
Until the island meets it’s form
Where substance of our faith is born

Kelly S Griswold