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A Small Still Voice

Through this tempest dark I hear That small still voice of love Which fills me now with cheer And faith in the One above. Oh dreadful storm approaching Hurling downward spears of fright Your thunderous encroaching Is bereft now of its might! What horrors now instill thee Seeking hearts to destitute? Why bid you to harass me And my peace to prosecute? For naught bids as highly priced As God's promise kept in Christ. Timothy I Brumley

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Poet Destroyer A

Date: 11/21/2012 10:06:00 PM

tIM,, Stopping by to greet you and every other soup poet, with a special thank you comment, during this wonderful Thanksgiving season. Hope you do not mind the time I am taking to express my sincere appreciation for any support you have offered during the years, or time you have been here on the soup. I am deeply thankful and extend to you my best wishes for a happy and healthy Poetic Magical Thanksgiving Day. *Always & Forever, the Poet Destroyer; -*

Elizabeth Wesley

Date: 6/21/2012 12:55:00 PM

I told you that you need to write; if this is an example, we sure have been missing out in your absence. Soglad you can hear that still small voice Tim, so may have closed their ears! Luv, Elizabeth

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 6/20/2012 7:01:00 AM

Wery good poem Timothy, like it. - Well written Sonnet. - oxox Anne-Lise

Kim Merryman

Date: 6/19/2012 7:54:00 PM

I enjoyed reading your wonderful sonnet, Timothy. Well done! Love, Kim

Richard Palmer

Date: 6/19/2012 4:43:00 PM

love your spiritually mind,great write Timothy