Time binds words, bones,
And those who work together.
Time bends meanings, mountain spines,
Time braids our calamity and and joy,
Melts together our many moods,
Strains them and serves up to God the resulting libation;
Sweet or sour-strong or weak.
Time will take us,
From this measured dimension
And deliver us to eternity.
Blessed are those who help along the way
Prayer For The Home
Peace unto his house, I pray,
Keep terror and despair away;
Shield it from evil and let sin
Never find lodging room within.
May never these walls be heard
The hateful or accusing word....
Lord, this humble house we'd keep
Sweet with play and calm with sleep.
Help us so that we may give
Beauty to the lives we live.
Let Thy love and let Thy grace
Shine upon our dwelling place
by Edgar Guest