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About This Poem
In This Moment
Between the hidden and the knowing
dost not the heart lead
upon heights of silent stowing
to once again reveal his creed
As streaming clouds run westward
and fain, I bequest of solemn glory
why must sin lay incurred
for truth be my story
If only to find our Sovereign Lord
calling out amid my guilt
then surely love shall be adorned
woven placidly in heavens quilt
In hymns and color I shout to thee
that wounded eyes might come to see
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Contest-Debbie And Cyndi's Sonneteers
Form- English Sonnet
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