There’s a pattern in the heavens of my life down here on earth.God, my Father, made the blueprint, long before my time of birth.
Every step of it was visioned, every thought and word and deed;Long before I had existence He provided for my need.
I have often groped unheeding, all unconscious of a plan,While a blueprint has been fashioned by my God, the Artisan.
I have lived my life at random; I have tried to live alone;I have blundered in my living; heaven’s blueprint lay unknown.
Why do I neglect my birthright, stumbling, bungling endlessly,When my Father on the mountain has my life planned out for me?
Patiently He long has waited, Lover, Architect and Friend;He would make my life successful; on His strength I may depend.
In God’s Word I am instructed how to mold my life aright;Let God take it, and He’ll make it good and comely in His sight.
If I yield my life completely to the Spirit’s full control,He will form and make resplendent God’s own pattern in my soul.
—Lewis H. Jamison
“For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, says the LORD,
thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you a future and a hope.”
—Jeremiah 29:11 NKJV