Speak my heart, hope – it longs, it lasts,
throughout and until these times, it casts.
Let me be like a child,
taking sweet cover
in the great mist
of our God’s Great Hover.
How His peace stills,
how it becomes,
like a sky wrapping
soft clouds in its’ other.
Speak my heart – hope, it longs, it prays.
It whispers of Your Glory and bows with praise.
Tomorrow, find blessings for each and for all,
let us be a new dawn in Love’s mighty call.
© 2020 Linda Willows
Numbers 6:24-26 –The Lord bless you and keep you; the Lord make his face to shine upon you and be gracious to you; the Lord lift up his countenance upon you and give you peace.
Psalm 31:19 –How precious is your steadfast love, O God! The children of mankind take refuge in the shadow of your wings.
John 16:33 –I have said these things to you, that in me you may have peace. In the world you will have tribulation. But take heart; I have overcome the world.
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