Jewels or thorns?

My heart longs to crown You with jewels dear Lord,

And never with cruel sharp thorns.

Every step that I take,

Each decision I make,

Either crowns You with jewels or – thorns!

Words of Love.

Some speak words of love and peace,

And comfort bring thereby.

Some do kind deeds that bring relief,

Subduing many a sigh.

But when kind words and deeds unite,

What utter, utter bliss;

Never, never, O No Never,

Is such a balm as this!

Kathy Breakell.