Poetry

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Hold my hand this evening Lord,
I feel a little teary.
A day so full of sadness,
my human heart is weary.

I breathe the deepest breath of You,
in the coolness of the night.
Assured by Your Provision,
that 'all' will be alright.

Faith and Trust and Hope abound,
when overwhelmed by life.
Light and Love and Peace are found,
in moments of our strife.

but,
Hold my hand sweet Jesus,
just until the morning.
Restored.
Refreshed.
Refilled with You.

Another day is dawning.

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