I'm Sorry, Lord......
Today, I uttered a little murmur,
It was a whisper, it seemed so very small.
But, I fear my little uttered murmur,
Was heard by a birdie sitting on the wall!
Then the little birdie put my murmur
into his daily morning song,
And flew from treetop to treetop
Singing it loudly as he flew along.
I heard the little birdies sing it, as I went,
Now I feared it had traveled across the continent.
It had started very little, but now it had grown,
What horrible discontent, unthankfulness I had sown!
Forgive me Lord for "little" murmurs,
for complaints that spread so far........
Now I know, Lord that complaints and murmurs
can often make a scar.
They hurt us............our faith........and our heart
and cause our friends so dear........
to mutter and utter unkind remarks and such
And they bring us all disgrace, I fear.
Help me Lord to keep from uttering
murmurs and making complaints,
Forgive me when I fail you..........please,
For I so want to become your faithful saint.
Now when I hear the little birdies sing
I will carefully think of what I say,
I praise You for their cheerful singing
Each and Every Day!!!!
Phillipians 2:14 1 Peter 4:9
(compare with Jude 16)
-Submitted and written by:
Sis. Ann Crouse
North County Ecclesia
Paso Robles, California, USA
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