| He Came To Me by Barbara Philbrook He came to me in
the middle of the night, I must
constantly seek His advice, I must not go
off making decisions on my own, I must always
remember that He knows best, It is His work
in which I'm being allowed to share, The temptation
to take over will certainly arise, Constant
communication between the Potter and the Clay, He came to
reveal there's much to do, |