July 8, 2010

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    My heart is hidden from my eyes

    in a place that is a mystery to me.

    An organ that varies in size,

    due to conditions that may not be

    on what we should rely

    for a life of quality.

    From one day to another

    I knew the dare to dream

    that Jesus held my heart

    as He whispered love to me

    in a way that I'd forgotten

    but truly did believe.

    His love is healing water

    nurturing and divine.

    My faithfulness to love Him

    never wavered through this time

    as His faithfulness to love me

    shows the heart of a heavenly kind.

     

     

     

     

     

     

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