Borne In The Heart
There is a gentle whisper, deep inside the heart,
it tries to show the way, for us to do our part.
It’s gentle tugging, to fill our heart with love,
to move in peace, as we live in God above.
To learn to forgive, as we have also been forgiven,
learning to love, makes life more worth the liven.
To walk in His goodness, and to hear His voice,
to be led by His whisper, is only by our choice.
The HolySpirit, strives with us each day,
to listen to His pleading, from the bitterness, walk away.
Those thing’s of the darkness, they’re borne in the heart,
they bring forth a spiritual death, when we give them part.
We know what is good and bad, dark and light,
that gentle whisper guides us, to do what is right.
On the other hand, this driving force is clear,
where there is no love, chaos draweth near.
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