Poetry

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“Oh Thy Abiding Grace”

The rushing waters
started to roll
around me; could
it be in the midst
of the storm;that
Heaven’s Dove’s
Wings are
hovering over
me.

Amongst the dark days
of the soul;thy
Holy God hides
thee under His
Holy Wings.

Upon The Rock,
Petra;my heart
must cleave to.
In the bellows of
the storm ;holding
on to the Cross;I’m
safe and secure.

Oh God;My Lord
Sweet Saviour;
Thou always rescues
me.Always holding
back the measure
of adversity.

Oh Thy Abiding Grace;
truly Thy Grace is
sufficient for me.

Inspired by God

Copyright © 2005 Mrs.David Jobes(Dee)

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