Bless the Lord

Before my eyes it appears like infinity;
And the divine consumes my soul.
Blood runs in me like a river;
Gravitating to the ocean of my heart.
Love is clarified clearly as the air,
Spreading my wings as an angel.
I fly high with the peace of clouds; 
Listening to the music of the sun’s glory,
As the joy of the universe unfolds
The blessed NAME of the LORD.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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March 7, 2011 at 7:01 PM
JEHOVAH-ROPHE: "The Lord Who Heals" Ex. 15:22-26. From "rophe" ("to heal"); implies spiritual, emotional as well as physical healing. (Jer. 30:17, 3:22; Isa. 61:1) God heals body, soul and spirit; all levels of man's being.
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