At my age there is the tendency to be nostalgic. O I miss
the old songs. I find myself singing
this beautiful song. It is my prayer for myself and my friends.
Proverbs 11:11 – “By the blessing of the upright the city is
exalted: but it is overthrown by the mouth of the wicked.”
Out in the high-ways and by-ways of life,
Many are weary and sad;
Carry the sunshine where darkness is rife, Making the sorrowing glad.
CHORUS:
Make me a blessing,
Make me a blessing -- Out of my life May Jesus shine;
Make me a blessing, O Savior, I pray,
Make me a blessing to someone today.
Tell of His power to forgive;
Others will trust Him if only you prove True, every moment you live.
Love as the Master loved you;
Be to the helpless a helper indeed, Unto your mission be true. Ira B Wilson
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