Pot-pourri of Poems by Mary Andere
Beyond this Bread my eye shall see
that Lord Who once created - me!
Who, from the whirling aeons of space
fashioned the features of my face;
Who, using but Eternity,
gave me the living power to be
Who gave me sinew, nerve and cell,
His works to do, His praise to tell.
Go softly, rebel heart and soul
Here, humbly sought, you'll find your Goal.
Go swiftly, feet, yet softly, go
to that Creator whom you know;
bend humbly, knee, before your King,
Who fashioned you for worshipping;
and, hands He made for praise and prayer,
be gentle when you touch Him there.
Beat softly, heart, when now you greet
the One Who timed thy measured beat;
and, eyes, look up as lovingly
As His looked down from Calvary.