Poetry

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I've drifted into a perfect slumber,
A dreamland of perfect bliss,
A fantasy of contentment.
My Father supplies sufficient rest
To get me through occasional disturbances.

I crawled into the arms of God Almighty.
Cradled in His might, I found total serenity,
As He whispers His assurances
That everything is going to be all right.

The consciousness of my anxiety
Fades away as I enter into His place of peace,
And suddenly, I realize...
Everything is just how it should be.
Just as He intended,
For Him to be in charge,
Guarding His sheep.

My Shepard is always watching out for me,
Never to sleep, always to protect;
I relax; I can't help but feel safe.
I am so in love, fallen asleep in Him.

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