Wild flowersLord watch over us.

We are like small seeds shed from a wild flower growing by the roadside. Blown where your wind will carry.

Lord watch over us.

We settle, put down roots and grow and blossom.

Lord watch over us.

Growing quietly and steadily, sometimes passed-by and overlooked, but sometimes, as when the sun shines and catches a drop of dew on a petal, we too shine for you.

Lord watch over us.

Shield us with your hand. Help us to grow and thrive, blossom and shine for you and through you.


Jacqui Hicks