FIVE STRINGS I will tell of a song That they said would not go; Which was sung with five strings And God's power, I know . A man with a Guitar And a woman who sings - A voice straight from heaven; A guitar with five strings. She sang about children And the great love of God; And the man on the guitar - As he played he would nod. We listened with rapture As God's plan was unveiled For the man and the woman Whose future He held. The music from heaven With her sweet voice she'd sing, While the man played the guitar With one missing string. by Frank William Abner Conard |
in which he worked 6 1/2 days a week until he was 80! |
painted by his sister, Fern Conard Burns |
It is early in the morning And I feel the peace of God As I look upon his beauty And see each tree "sorta" nod. Oh yes, there is peace in his creation, And the trees feel it too, As the breeze slides through the branches And each leaf is moved so slightly. Yes, it will caress your body As it touches you with feeling. You are startled to see how wonderful God's love will impart. God's creatures feel the comfort And the peace that flows as well, For you only hear a chirp, And a twitter here and there. Just before they start their day, And while you are still in your first cup, Both you and they know this moment You will surely have to give up! Written by Frank W. Conard August 13, 1995 |
by Frank W. Conard There is a bright new day that is dawning And the Glory is Shining there; Where the Rose of Sharon is present And His Grace shall be the power fair. There is a Bright and Shining Edge of Glory Where the Sun may never Set. But the angels are Singing a beautiful tone; And oh, listen to the duet. All the faces are all Glowing And the Joy is all around! And, Oh My Grace, I see Him, Standing with His feet on solid ground! Let us fall upon our faces And worship God this day! For we all have Gone to Glory: That is why this is such a beautiful day! Frank W. Conard "the Holly Spirit wrote this early one morning" |
Saddle made by Frank Conard at his Rafter B Saddle Shop in Colorado City , Texas |
Tooling by Frank Conard at his Rafter B Saddle Shop in Colorado City , Texas |
NEW SEAT by Frank W. Conard How many of you have sold your seat For a place in the 10th row safe and neat? Sorta like we have been there today But we didn't come in for a long stay. Then the power of God Reached out to you And a hand said, "Take me. You have things to do." But I am fine and at Peace right here; My seat is firm and nothing to fear. However my joy isn't what it should be So I just might take that trip to find out what it could be. As I was lifted higher and higher by the hand of Christ I started to tremble and think, "Isn't this nice?" But we reached a rock of stumbling that day And I knew for sure I had a penalty to pay. So I knelt down and said, "Father, forgive me. I have done this for all to see. But my Joy is full and Peace so fine I know you got to me just in time Cause I saw another road That took a left turn And down that road Was a soul to burn." Now I stood at the crossroad; I saw my job - Just to be a policeman for the whole mob - Direct them on the right road with only a nod And the message of Jesus To ring in their heart So each soul would be able To get a fresh start. Written March 8, 1995, early morning from Frank Conard's prayer room |