Hear Me
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Hears Me
The "mighty" power of prayer,
can never be spoken of...
with sufficient
glory!
as the very "word",
is larger than life!
His name,
above all others...
Bowing, kneeling,
and falling...
before God...
the worship
of all that He is,
was and will be to come!
I am humbled.
Prayers answered to someone,
that is no one and will never be,
anyone in the scope of many.
Yet...
My small voice,
The beating of my heart,
was heard,
in the vacuum of black!
I have been listened too,
and answered.
Not as expected.
No; "GRANDER".
His power beyond words,
bringing light into the holes,
created directly in the road of life;
by storms, floods, and rains.
Ever alone in the wilderness of crowds,
Sickness, sadness, grief, and death...
rules the lost.
Until released from bonds,
they never knew they carried.
Copyright © Ann Foster | Year Posted 2020
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