sweet sweet grace

September 4, 2005

Healing correction comes to me
When I know I have the truth
Touch the burning Torch of Ages
Wilting, wandering, betrayed...
(selfish fear astray)

Dependence on the Father
Helps me to find His Truth
And brings the lasting Peace to all
Stumbling, lost, beaten, afraid...
(lifted to the way)

Wake up and love your brother
The Love of God flows free
See only light and hope and truth
Believe that Love that ne'er decayed...
(sweet sweet grace, this day)

Type: Poetry

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