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~ Poem the 1st Chap. Inspired Bye ~ Part #12
~ Yes she weeps. As she willingly hopes, and prays to Him, tenderly and honestly. For all the sick and hurting ... the broken that still do-not-know this gentle-soul so- open. Who-came-to-save, the broken heart found to be cold and alone, and-ever-deeper in fear, and crying out silently inside. The-lost-one, of His faithful bride. Now amiss of the tenderness of those fonder days of youthful innocence. The ones that have been made certain in this, and have all but given up searching. As deep within, driven by God the remembrance of those honest days. Have-been-brought, to a quiet hush. Yes those sweeter days when to be open their care was free; their thriving Hope, but-some-angry- wind-within, came and stole its even-pride and carried-it-upon its-way, and the tears rarely fall down now anymore, but when they do come ... they fall as just a trickle. As-they-have but-all-dried-up-and the body has gotten stuck and-stiffened. The heart barely-beating-now cry's out a louder and louder help, me out of the dark, because so cold here, I am freezing, dying-to-be warm, hungering- for-love a new life, honest-answer rescued and freed, forever-awakened from the prison ... of my bewilderment, and yes, ever-aware for their-comfort and mending, innocence, completion, the return of their open hope and the Joy of their certain freedom. In an even-greater and greater faith in Him. So compelled  by this for them, she weeps to Jesus.
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