She turns with sweetest grace
Her minds eye flickers yet,
She knows there must be more-
Where love is always best.
Oh, yes, she can remember
Her innocence renews,
The memory of loveliness-
When love was good and true.
She ponders on the thought
It flickers, starts to flame,
Ice melting in her spirit-
On the wind she hears her name.
Her heartbeat now a flutter
Could love return, to be
More than just a notebook-
A mere fond memory...
A little warmth, a whirling
Of hope, she sees it now,
It whispers very softly-
A very gentle sound.
Oh Jesus, heal me and arise
My heart to beat again,
Turn my eyes to heaven-
To You, my Dear and Loving Friend.
İSoft whispers Nov 2011
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God brought me here.
It is by His will that I am in this place.
In that fact I will rest.
He will keep me here in His love
and give me grace to be His child.
He will make the trial a blessing,
teaching me the lessons.
He intends for me to learn
and working in me
the grace He will bestow.
In His good time
He can bring me out again.
How and when, He knows.
So let me say in Him, I'm here. Andrew Murray
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