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Her countenance is bitter cold,
As chilly as a winter’s day.
Expresses anger openly
And pushes ev’ryone away.
Like ice her look is set in place,
Expression shows a glacial stare.
How obvious her attitude,
Such frigid soul is not aware.
Although she’s broken deep inside,
The pieces do not break apart.
They’re held in place by bitterness
And constitute her icy heart.
Perplexed what happened in her life,
She’s still their sister in the Lord,
They understand her pain is real
And long to see her heart restored.
Concerned and speak on her behalf.
Although they don’t know what to say,
The Holy Spirit intercedes
As loving saints take time to pray.
He longs to soothe and mend her soul,
To break through frosty, wintry glaze
Until each hurt evaporates.
Ignites His fiery, healing blaze.
His warmth begins to soften her.
Though just a drop, it is a start.
Imparts His glowing, loving touch
To melt her frozen, icy heart.
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