Sunday, April 24, 2016

On His Words

Like an old friend, His words come bearing comfort.
The restless heart finds peace as every letter wraps the broken spirit together.
You came like a gentle breeze, calling for the scent of spring, new life.
Your sun shines with love, as I lie in wait, passing worries away.
With new strength, I rise to spread this message: of sin, the fall, and the redemption. 

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