I come to the quiet to hear You my soul thirsting for You Where can I go from Your presence? – no where For You are everywhere present Yet it is in the stillness it is in the quiet that my tattered soul can hear You I long to know You more asking…. begging with…
Tag: Proverbs 4:18
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On a cold winter morning peering through the frost the only hope of WARM coming … a need for a fire to flame and come and light me a blaze IS THE SUN! Linking with:
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