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SanctuaryAmong gardens and vines And rich tall pines Are the bubbling streams Giving life to dreams. Dreams of sweet peace Where love will increase And wars aren't found – Ever… On this heavenly ground. Rage has no place On the Foundation of Grace Where God's will is done By the power of His Son. With the angels nearby And a breathtaking sky All trust and obey Our Maker , each day. We sing to our King... Our praises we bring. Joyful and free, Are the faithful souls Found in His Sanctuary. Psalm 63:2 To see thy power and thy glory, so as I have seen thee in the sanctuary. 3 Because thy lovingkindness is better than life, my lips shall praise thee. 4 Thus will I bless thee while I live: I will lift up my hands in thy name. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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