A Little Help from Angels Here and There

I have decided to give up worry
As Lenten sacrifice though in July
And I firmly resolve not to hurry
But take life as it comes as time goes by
I mean to mosey to cease to scurry
And live all I can until I must die

Since nothing can be helped by worrying
Except turning whiskers white on my chin
I will not worry about anything
Just let this summer sun come streaming in
Triumphantly into my darkened room
Rejecting death unready for the tomb

Under this brilliant blue high summer sky
Where hummingbirds and butterflies abound
I cherish the simple belief that I
Though I had lost my way have now been found
By life itself and rescued from despair
My night washed away by the light of day

Hope falls gently like snow without a sound
Here in July through bright blue summer air
Falling like manna to me on the ground
Which when I gather it blooms in my hand
And I need not question nor understand
A little help from angels here and there

+Steven Curtis Lance



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