DON’T QUIT by Frank Collins – 1952


Rest if you must, but don't you quit!
Rest if you must, but don’t you quit!

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,

When the road you’re trudging seems all up hill,

When the funds are low, and the debts are high,

And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,

When care is pressing you down a bit,

Rest if you must, but don’t you quit!

Life is queer with its twists and turns,

As everyone of us sometimes learns,

And many a failure has turned about,

When they might have won had they stuck it out.

Don’t give up though the pace seems slow,

You may succeed with another blow!

Often the goal is nearer than

It seems to a faint and faltering one,

Often the struggler has given up

When they might have captured the victor’s cup.

And they learned too late, when the night slipped down,

How close they were to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out,

The silver tint to the clouds of doubt.

And you never can tell how close you are,

It may be near when it seems so far.

So stick to the task when you’re hardest hit,

It’s when things seem the worst, that you must not quit!

~ Frank Collins – 1952

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Slow Down Fast


Let’s slow down for a while,
Get out the car and walk the mile.
For some this means erasing that smile, 
And just the thought of this could turn them vile.

Do we even cry out enough 
Or have this world become so tough,
We often forget we have to show love 
Or even that we need strength from up above

Sometimes we go way to fast 
But just how long will our strength last
Do we ever learn from our past,

Slow down…

It’s time we stop and break down our gasps

 

Slow down and rest you must 
Slow down you’ve been going too fast 
Slow down now won’t you at last 
Slow down and learn from the past

What we want


Some things we get easy,

And others we have to fight for,

If the latter we appreciate it more.

 

We can’t always get what we want,

We might think we deserve to,

But we can’t always get the bigger part.

 

Just hang in there, just hold on tight,

Not always easy, don’t give up the fight,

Fight for what’s right and with all might,

Just hang in there, the end is in sight.

 

Nobody said the road will be easy,

Nobody promised it to be the best,

And what if it was,

Where would be the test?

 

Tests and Trials are there for us to bear,

And bear in mind,

Nobody said it would be fair. 

 

Just hang in, just hold on and just trust in His time.

Let me be meek


Not because it’s Friday, Saturday or even Sunday

But I want to know you everyday

Not for what I’ve done or who I am

But because YOU are the great I AM

It’s because of what you have done,

Let me praise you through the storm

 

I’m no member of a church,

But let me be a member of YOU

My soul in YOU should merge

Because I know YOUR love is true

 

Not for what I can do,

But I wish I can love like you do

 

On my own I am weak,

But you are mighty to save

Let me remain amongst the meek

But fight the good fight and be brave

 

I know I can count on you,

Because when I’m weak I am strong

And I know I’ll never walk alone

Even in the darkest, YOUR mercies are new

Nurturing Love


Nurturing Love.

Love comes with no terms – it comes with no conditions
Love comes with no but(s) or maybe(s) – it has no if(s), no formulae.
Love is enduring; love wants to let it be!
Love is timeless, it’s under no watch – love’s not time’s fool
No time can take it away, if it can – you have never loved!
Love is not bound by time – love is unconditional
Not here today and gone tomorrow
Look after it well for your love to grow
Love needs to be nurtured –
Or else it will stagnate – or even hibernate
One morning you might think it too late
Assurance advises to think it not –
Love never gives up; it is an ever-fixed mark
Plan the dates to be nice, even at a price to sacrifice
Do not end the romance – use it until the end
Love acquire and love require
Love acquire trust and love require sacrifice at times even a little compromise
They say compromise is wrong
But for the right reason, compromise can be extremely strong
If I be big and strong, but have no love, I will be alone and wrong
Be it that I have might and fame, but lacks love – I’d be just a sight of shame
If I give to the poor, or give my life – without love it means none
Love is so patient and love is so kind, it is so unselfish and so very fine
It does not boast of what it’d done, it does not want the best spot in the sun
Love is righteous, truthful, bearable, believing, hopeful
Love is humble – Love is to help one that might stumble
We should have faith, we should have hope, but best of all we should have love!

Am I My Brother’s Keeper?


Am I My Brother’s Keeper?

 

The voice of Cain echoes loud

And in a tone so proud;

Every time one asks this question,

But just how often do we raise this question?

Am I the one responsible?

If we are the body and He is the head

When one is weak, you should be strong

To them you shall be witnesses.

How many of us have the will,

Am I willing to be broken bread?

And poured-out wine for Him all along

Do I ask what point is this?

Or do I charge them with a bill

Be I strong or be I sad,

Or do I point out all their wrongs

And look at chances they have missed?

Am I my brother’s keeper?

Should I dry his eyes when he’s weeping?

And should I watch over him while he’s sleeping

Maybe I should be my brother’s keeper

And build our bond much more deeper

And guard him from the evil reaper.

Am I my brother’s keeper?

Through His Grace


For you can search all over from place to place

Life can chase you from maze through maze

And at any given stage

You will find his amazing grace

And your iniquity He will erase

You will feel His love even in your taste

And His warm and hearty embrace

And your heart will beat at a steady pace

Whenever you welcome Him into your space

Your heart will chase

As He leaves His holy trace

In the centre of your special place

My Anchor Holds


My Ship Is Sinking, I’m Going Down.

The Wind Is Going From East To West,

Like Men In Fear You Hear The Sounds.

What To Do Next, Who Knows Best*

Every One They Seemed So Lost In The Cabin,

Do Any One Of Them Know About Heaven.

 Yet I Sit  E’ Day With My Bible,

Didn’t Share With Them-

Am I Now Liable?*

The Last Of The Hour Had Come,

No More Life Boats Besides This One.

And My anchor holds

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