Michael Shepherd

Rookie (8.4.1929 / Marton, Lancashire)

! The Song That Mary Sang - Poem by Michael Shepherd

In the stillness of the dawn,
in the stillness of the dusk,
then, my heart is most alive,
there, my soul is most at peace.

In the freshness of the morning,
in the coolness of the eve,
the Lord God walks in every garden;
be still, so to know Him there.

All day long I tend my garden;
there, this evening, God may walk;
I may see Him; I may not - but
yet I meet Him in my work.

Comments about ! The Song That Mary Sang by Michael Shepherd

  • (11/4/2007 6:12:00 AM)

    Serene, comforting and comfortable pieces like this make me wish that I had a religious bone in my body. t x (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 4, 2007

Poem Edited: Friday, April 22, 2011

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