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BelieveHe reached out when I had cried. All of my tears, He gently dried And forever, changed my heart. Time is no longer spent being afraid For His Word shall last and never fade Giving comfort and peace to my mind. Not by myself, could I ever understand His holy book with every word planned That now shapes and forms my soul. One day, I'll be bowing before His Seat The One who fed me milk… then meat Eternally building my faith and strength. His voice is attached to every word. In the Bible, I've read and heard… And the truth has set me free. ~~~~ Galatians 3:22 But the scripture hath concluded all Under sin , that the promise by faith of Jesus Christ might be given to them That believe. ~~~~ Psalm 107:9 For he satisifieth the longing soul and filleth the hungry soul with goodness. Written by Julie Pisacane © 2005 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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