Poem: Every Hour

Published 12:21 am Thursday, May 21, 2015

Every Hour

By Bill Lowe, Sterling

He is with me in the morning;

through every hour of daylight,

and holds me when it’s dark outside.

He’s close beside me every night.

Every day He watches over me,

summer, autumn, winter, spring;

every hour I find my comfort

in the arms of the risen King.

His tender touch is always near;

every hour throughout the day.

When I need to talk to Him,

He’s no further than a prayer away.

Whether mountain high, valley low,

or other place close to my heart,

every hour I see His beauty

in His majestic works of art.

Every hour His love is marvelous,

it’s absolute and true,

so every hour I give thanks to Him

for amazing grace undue.