My Promise Box
As I look into my Promise Box
The colored papers look so sweet
Rolled into tiny little scrolls
With Bible Promises to greet
I take one as I start the day
Or just before my sleep
God’s promises are so special
They sometimes cause me to weep
Because He is always promising
To carry me through each day
With His loving kindness
In His own special way
I love those daily promises
From my special Promise Box
Given to me by a friend
From ‘the school of hard knocks’
So if you want to claim God’s Promises
You can get a Promise Box too
Usually sold in Christian bookshops—
Ask if they’re not in view
They’ll have a few just standing
Upon a shelf somewhere
Just waiting for your purchase
They’re plentiful, not rare
It’s such an old tradition
To take a promise every day
But such a special one
You’ll get a Promise Box, I pray.
© Copyright 2007-2012 Maureen LeFanue
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