Fifty and Set Free
Monday, February 7, 2011
Secure
I see You through the clouds
oh God
I hear Your chime of voice
My soul consoles a fretful mind
and Spirit ruptures forth
to herald One whose name is True
to depths of love no end
Assurance wraps itself around
I collapse into Your hand
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