The Lord's prayer
We pray Lord that your will be done and yet it seems to me we have such mixed- up feelings of what your will should be.
God never wills a child born blind or dumb or sick or lame. Accidents, war and famine are blasphemous to his name. His name is love and such a love as we can’t understand.
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Hide AdWe have his blessed assurance. We’re held tight in his hand. Nothing that ever happens – is outside his love and care. In our Valley of the Shadows if we look, we’ll find him there.
When everyone is housed and fed, when disease is overcome – when love has entered every heart then will his will be done.
Joyce Robson
Sheffield S11