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© 2013 by Jeanne E Webster. All rights reserved
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A little whine
A wee bemoan
A sighed whimper
That’s all I’ve sown
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The body rebels
Stabs my soul
Pains my mind
Make me whole
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Gird my loins
Chin up, I say
Today’s gone
Another day
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Hope lies there
Raw and bare
Through the fog
Somewhere
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Rest in Him
Hand it o’er
Share the pain
Let it pour
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Praise the Lord
Sing a psalm
Ask and seek
His sweet balm
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Amen
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NaPoWriMo Day 29
Praise the Lord sister for such a wonderful Poem.. God Bless you… Bro Pat… 🙂
Thank you, Bro. Pat! It was one of those days when the spirit spoke to the Spirit. Amen!
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Amen sister Jeanne… Thats what makes “it’ so good… Great Blessings sister…. Bro Pat 🙂
Amen! Blessings to you too! 🙂
Such encouraging words. Thanks Jeanne.
God be praised! Blessings, Dru.
Amen! Loved this!
Blessings!
I just yearn to fall into his rest, hope and all encompassing healing, especially now that I’m so sick. Blessings Dear.
Prayers, Deb! Rest, hope and healing . . . to everyone! 🙂
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Amen, indeed! How blessed to be part of the body of Christ! We will not always be on the mountain top, but when we are low He always provides the uplifting we need. He, in fact, just did. Read this.
Blessings, Martha!