Picture of fruit from Product CD that came with Print Shop
"Let there be Love" by Anne Murray
Fruitless By: Frances McCrory Meservy 1996
Thorns and thistles they do grow
In our lives as we go.
God burns them away
And catches us if we sway.
But she was thorny throughout
And there were no fruit growing about.
She knew God was real
And just needed what faith could reveal.
She trusted man to make her secure
And things in this world to procure.
Through many men she found
Disappointment would abound.
She finally met our Lord
In the cancer ward.
She learned to trust
And with joy is about to bust.