“To Think about Jesus,” Friend, Apr. 2014, 32–35
It shouldn’t be hard to sit very still
And think about Jesus, His cross on the hill,
And all that He suffered and did for me;
It shouldn’t be hard to sit quietly.
I think of the miles He walked in the dust,
And children He helped to love and to trust;
It shouldn’t be hard to sit tall in my seat,
To listen politely, to quiet my feet.
It shouldn’t be hard, even though I am small,
To think about Jesus, not hard at all.