| Words by Barbara Philbrook A word of
hope, a word of love, I write
them down. I send them out, Not every
word is for everyone, Are you in
pain and need the will to go on? Is there
doubt plaguing you? Have you a
burden that's more than you think you can bear? The words
on their own are not important at all, They are
meant to remind you of a precious truth, That we
are helpless on our own, Waiting to
hear you invite Him in, Words to
point us each in the right direction, |