Soul Inside the Shadows Talk
Storm-When Calm Where Came--Who? On- What-Palm-Why!? Yarn How. O beauty is as beauty does how amiable are thy tabernacle
O,Lord of host my soul longeth yea even fainteth for the courts of the Lord
My heart and my flesh continue to cry my flesh crieth continually to my mediator! Between the different worlds.
My Prayer
Behold,O God our Shield Look upon my face from day to day from night to night let me feel your loving presence in the room to understand I understand you will move like a spirit because You are a Straight loving giving good gifts to his children God A Spirit whisper that speaks I am is a Spirit of the Living the God Of Love not hate not the dead and they that worship must worship in Spirit and In truth from earth to the heavens to the sky vast enjoyment and love for our God is Living and so are we surely became a living Soul but the truth to the dirt the waters roar too and all colors too and all strand of our hairs are numbered what! I had rather be a doorkeeper in the house of the Lord then to dwell in the house are tents of the words Wicked slayers but I do know Evil slays Wicked evil slays the wicked behold our Shield. a Spirit that knows how to love!
Copyright © Brenda J. Joyce | Year Posted 2024
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