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Flowing RiverWhile I sit nearby a clear flowing river, birds of the sky fly high and announce our loving Lord created this blessed day. Sunbeams stretch across a painted sky touching snow covered mountaintops, while down in the valley deer are at play. Flowing river gently speaks of His peace, as a message of truth flows over stones. Come listen to hear what it has to say. Life and all its wonders surround me as I sit here amazed at Divine glory, my humbled spirit bows as I start to pray. Flowers bloom open in the warmth of the sun along the grassy banks of this living river. Breathe deep the fragrance of Heaven's bouquet. I pray to my Savior and all He has done thankful to walk with God's holy Son , to a place where I will forever stay. John 7:38 He that believeth on me, as the scripture Hath said, out of his belly shall flow rivers Of living water. Inspired by our Lord Julie Pisacane © 2004 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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