THE WEAVER _____ Written by B.M. Not till the loom in silent And the shuttles cease to fly Shall God unroll the canvas And explain the reason why. Not 'til the loom is silent and the shuttles cease to fly, Shall God unroll the canvas and explai I cannot choose the colors He weaves so skillfully. But perhaps more than anything, I desire to serve the Lord with my life. I cannot choose the colors He weaveth steadily. My life is but a weaving Between my Lord and me, I cannot choose the colors He worketh steadily. Jul 22, 2016 - My Life Is But A Weaving My life is but a weaving between my Lord and me; I cannot choose the colors, He worketh steadily. Oft times He weaveth sorrow, and I in foolish pride, Forget He sees the upper, and I the underside. For He can view the rainbow Upon the upper side, While I can see it only On this, the under side. I simply LOVE all things historical as well as reading and writing - especially blogging!!! The words are just wonderful. The dark threads are as needful Not til the loom is silent And the shuttles cease to fly, Shall God unroll the canvas And explain the reason why. Hello, my blogging pen-name is Violet. :p I also enjoy playing my flute as well as drinking hot drinks (coffee, hot chocolate, tea - I love them all!) The poem credited to Alt also … Weaving The Song Monday, April 23, 2007. i wrote this song about 30 years ago and sang it church quite often. It breathes life and memory into every cloth, every cloth is a story of our individual lives. My Life is but a weaving Between my God and me; I may not choose the colors, He knows what they should be. Weaving is more than just a practical (and ancient) craft. Sometimes He weaveth sorrow And I in foolish pride Forget He sees the upper, And I the under side. View my … Not 'til the loom is silent and the shuttles cease to fly, Shall God unroll the canvas and explai Not ‘til the loom is silent And the shuttles… My life experiences are merely a work of art on the loom of life. Life is But a Weaving Corrie Ten Boom (The Tapestry Poem) My life is but a weaving Between my God and me. Even though I do not choose all the experiences in my life, I can trust the One that allowed them to take place. Life's Weaving . Christ is the Golden Thread that can be seen glimmer every now and then in the Light. Everything will become clear to me in eternity. Not 'til the loom is silent And the shuttles cease to fly Will God unroll the canvas Oft' times He weaveth sorrow; And I in foolish pride Forget He sees the upper And I the underside. The dark threads are as needful If you use the "advanced search" and search on the phrase "my life is but a weaving," you'll find the July 27, 1892 Somerset Herald from Somerset, Pennsylvania providing this poem with the author given as Florence May Alt. My Life is but a weaving between my Lord and me; I cannot choose the colors He worketh steadily. My life is but a weaving Between my God and me; I cannot choose the colors He worketh steadily. Poetry touches something deep within me, something that doesn't get much voice in my busy everyday life. Sometimes He weaveth sorrow And I in foolish pride Forget He sees the upper And I the underside. Oftimes He weaveth sorrow, And I in foolish pride Forget He sees the upper And I, the underside. Jan 27, 2018 - My Life Is But A Weaving My life is but a weaving between my Lord and me; I cannot choose the colors, He worketh steadily. 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