Holy Spirit, Mine
Holy Spirit, Mine
You are the dove
nesting in my heart
warming my soul.
You make my tent
cozy to be in
full of Your Word.
You shoot arrows
catching the enemy
right in the eye.
Your wind blows
my sorrows away
with sweet aromas.
Your fire burns
each sin of mine
past the shadows.
You guide me gently
along this river
that is my life.
I am grateful.
Sheila Kathryn Barrera
http://www.myspace.com/sheila_kathryn_barrera
Copyright © Sheila Kathryn Barrera | Year Posted 2008
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