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
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