In His Hands

May 1, 2010 - This poem is taken from "Ruth Graham's collected Poems."

By Ruth Bell Graham

Listen, Lord,
a mother’s praying
low and quiet:
listen, please.
Listen what her tears
are saying,
see her heart upon its knees;
lift the load
from her bowed shoulders
till she sees
and understands,
You, who hold
the worlds together;
hold her problems
in Your hands.

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