Heart - Calm
Stop completely; take a breath.
Your heart is hid; be rid of death!
There is a Holy of Holies place
Just gazing at The Lord's face.
Nothing can disturb that harmony,
No distraction, not even money,
No irritation,
Nor frustration,
Not even people or activities of the day,
Have power to take Peace away.
This special secret place in you
Is spirit and God's Spirit is There too.
He is the Chosen perfect Father and Mother,
So don't let anything bother
Your heart-calm.
Receive The Healing Balm!
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