Poetry

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The Hands of God,

will touch my face,

I know this to be true.

For on that day,

as I stand ashamed,

He will cup my chin,

search my eyes,

wipe my tears,

smile and say ...

‘I love you.’




He will wipe every tear from their eyes.
There will be no more death
or mourning
or crying
or pain,
for the old order of things has passed away.

He who was seated on the Throne said,
"I am making everything new!"
Then He said "Write this down,
for these words are trustworthy and true.'

Revelations 21:4,5 (NIV)







Pat Guy
©2005

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