Julia Hickman
Father, I prayed in my weakness
Forgetting for a moment He was all wise
May I stay ever near You
When I enter Paradise?
My Child, the Father answered
And His voice was low and sad
Why wait so long to be near me
When My presence may ever be had?
By those who truly love Me
Who strive to do My will
Who lose themselves in service
And listen to the Voice low and still
Then Father, I prayed earnestly
What would you have me do?
Gladly will I lose myself
In service for others and for You
And as I listened quietly
I felt I heard Him say
If you would be My minister
Go! Be My servant today
Seek not the high and mighty
But go and help the weak
Teach those who have no teacher
Who know not what they seek
To truly be a minister
One must first a servant be
Must always be in service
For others and for Me!
By Frances Julia Hickman, 1963
Grandmother of Annette Harness
