Frances Matney Woodard (1922 – 1991) was born in Huntington, Texas the eldest daughter of a Methodist minister. After working for the US Military during World War 2, she attended and graduated from Southern Methodist University in Dallas, Texas. After marrying, she settled in Longview, Texas where she was very active as a Sunday school teacher, youth & children’s choir director, church secretary, choir member, songwriter, and soloist at her Church and throughout East Texas.

She was a Spirit-filled believer who loved the Lord. She was a prolific writer who dedicated her last years in this world to writing songs and poetry, many that were never distributed or published outside the family. I am very proud to share some of her writing with the world. I pray that it blesses you. — Harrison Woodard

 

Spring

By Frances Matney Woodard

(1922 – 1991)

Every rushing sun brings a day

of bright fanfare

The Lord is in His place and

We are free to share

The bounty of land, sea, earth and sky

All our lives – until we die.

Sometimes we die in spirit

We get so tired and worried by all the torment

Of those around us who have not known the King.

They do not care about anyone

Except their own little circle

And doing their own little “thing”.

Some of us can see beauty and nature,

Others only a bright dollar bill.

Silver and gold are trinkets and baubles;

God owns them all on a 1,000 hills.

The lasting thing is love, and song, and laughter.

 

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