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Margaret Mullings Poem
Weary and wounded
I hear His comforting voice;
And feel His strong arm holding me.
I hear Him saying to me…..keep going my child,
I am with you….oh what a difference He makes
In my life…..in fact if He were not here with me;
Then definitely I could not go on.
I hear Him in the midnight hour, and all through out
The day……He keeps on saying to me….keep going
My child, the prize is at the end…..the end is not death
But the life giving flow of the abundant river of God….
Flowing out of your belly….yes I hear Him saying….give
Out to others words of hope and comfort so that others
Too will hear and find help in their time of need…..He is
Speaking to you…….will you hear Him ?
I hear Him!
Copyright © Margaret Mullings | Year Posted 2011
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Margaret Mullings Poem
Empowered to serve
With humility and grace
Elegantly standing completely
Adorned in the Father's Armour.
No foe can disarm nor conqueror
The one empowered to serve
For the gates of hell shall not prevail.
Empowered to serve
Helping the wounded and the
Ones who have lost their way.
Empowered to serve
Leading each one who will heed
The Master's call to feast at the
Table already prepared.
It is an honor to be empowered
To serve at the Master's
Beck and call.
Copyright © Margaret Mullings | Year Posted 2020
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