Anna Maxine Holt Leak Poems

Father, as we bow before Thee,
please hear us as we pray.
We ask Thee for thy blessing
on this thanksgiving day.
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If I touch the robe He's wearing, I will be
made whole and clean, was the thought of that
blessed woman, as the crowds pressed in between.
Blessed art thou, said the Master, as she said,
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Thank you Father for each hot summer day,
for falling rain or the sun's golden rays;
For skies azure blue with fleecy white clouds,
why it makes me feel like singing out loud.
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