|view of the low country marshes...one of our favorite things about this part of South Carolina|
saved a wretch like me! I once was lost, but
now am found, was blind, but now I see.
'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, and
grace my fears relieved. How precious did that
grace appear the hour I first believed!
Through many dangers, toils, and snares, I
have already come. 'Tis grace has brought me
safe thus far, and grace will lead me home.
|looking up in the memorial garden - what a view!|
word my hope secures. He will my shield and
portion be as long as life endures.
|Mother with her grandchildren and great grandson|
shining as the sun, we've no less days to
sing God's praise than when we'd first begun.