Written by Velma Dora Cochren Terry on March 25, 1958, to honor  her mother, Annie Brown Cochren, and then dedicated to her after her ...

Someday we'll bow in humble adoration at our lovely savior's feet; And all we'll hear is joyful praises when our loved ones we w...

Great is the joy He brings to us as delivers us from the past - and opens up a new direction, where love and peace can last. With new hope f...

Lord, watch over our home and guard our lovely land; If we stumble along the way Please hold to our hand. Give us courage to carry on and ho...

He Speaks. Velma Dora Terry (May 9, 1982) By his spoken word God Hung the world in space. He took a little bit of earth And made the human ...

Velma called a little hamlet on the plains home: Plevna, Kansas. They lived in a small and simple house. White clapboard for a small stru...

Velma always loved roses of any kind: the gentle, drooping antique variety or the wild and touseled headed shrubs running wild in an untame...