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In returning, you shall be saved,
In quietness and in your trust;
For you are no longer enslaved,
To temptation from any lust.
But you have been so unwilling,
While fleeing upon a horse;
That iniquity is thrilling,
And that you rather stay the course.
A thousand shall flee at the threat,
Leaving a signal on the hill;
Because of what they all fret,
Becoming spiritually ill.
The Lord awaits to be gracious,
For shining His mercy and grace;
It is a blessing of justice,
In giving you His sweet embrace.
The people shall dwell in Zion,
And you shall be weeping no more;
As the lamb rests with the lion,
And each one will love and adore.
He shall be gracious at the sound,
Answers you as soon as He hears;
Knowing that you shall be abound,
The place where everyone reveres.
Copyright ©2021 Richard Newton Sherrer
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