Morning Prayer - a poem

Morning Prayer

Father-Mother God of all,
Guide our footsteps lest we fall.
Keep our pathway firm and straight
Leading to that narrow gate.
God's our shepherd all the time.
When there is a hill to climb,
When the way seems dark and slow,
Our Shepherd's light the way will show.
So we thank thee, God above,
Surrounding us with Thy great Love.
We, Your children, walk the way
Made straight and firm for us each day.
-Ann