Author: Richard Hollerman

      My Friend     My friend, I stand in judgment now And feel that you’re to blame somehow While on this earth I walked with you day by day And never did you point the way You knew the Lord in truth and glory But never did you...

  The Dash I read of a man who stood to speak At the funeral of a friend He referred to the dates on her tombstone From the beginning to the end He noted that first came the date of her birth And spoke the following date with...

  Would I Be Called A Christian? Would I be called a Christian if everybody knew My secret thoughts and feelings and everything I do? Oh, would they see the likeness of Christ in me each day? Oh, would they hear Him speaking in...

  Little Eyes Upon You There are little eyes upon you and they’re watching night and day. There are little ears that quickly take in every word you say. There are little hands all eager to do anything you do; And a little...

  Walk A Little Plainer, Daddy Walk a little plainer, Daddy, Said a little boy so frail. I’m following in your footsteps, And I don’t want to fail. Sometimes your steps are very plain, Sometimes they are hard to see,...