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SDA Hymn 520 – He Hideth My Soul

A Timeless Verse

His sands cascade in quiet shift,
A silent and unending gift,
The old soul within you, so bold,
Oh, merciful Lord, bless my soul.

The hours flow in a constant run,
Beneath the ever-watching sun,
A story waiting to be told,
Oh, merciful Lord, bless my soul.

The sun may rise, the day may wane,
Through all the joy and all the pain,
When shadows fall and doubts take hold,
Oh, merciful Lord, bless my soul.

For in this life, a path we tread,
May peaceful thoughts fill every head,
Let not the heart grow weak or cold,
Oh, merciful Lord, bless my soul.
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Etgen-Baker Avatar
November 10, 2025 at 5:27 PM
a beautifully written Kyrielle....heartfelt and sincere spirituality in each verse. Applause!
Kelii Kekaula Avatar
November 10, 2025 at 6:41 PM
Danke schon--okay, I wanted to be multi-lingual, German-French-Spanish-Japanese; <--being second nature here in Hawaii Japanese community. But a sociologist I came to be, c'est la vie, mon amie!
Rodrigues Avatar
November 10, 2025 at 4:39 PM
Lovely! A very nice praise!
Kelii Kekaula Avatar
November 10, 2025 at 4:57 PM
Righteous, my friend, Aloha.
Hind Avatar
November 10, 2025 at 4:22 PM
A beauty to read, Hilo- I love this form, you did it very well
Kelii Kekaula Avatar
November 10, 2025 at 4:49 PM
It's almost hymnal, methinks.
Buhagiar Avatar
November 10, 2025 at 1:28 AM
This is a magnificent prayer. So poetic.
Kelii Kekaula Avatar
November 10, 2025 at 6:19 AM
I am in full accord, respectively yours, my friend, Aloha.
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