His Love
His Love
Just let Him guide you through,
don’t count big dreams as few.
Prepare schemes expecting falls.
Know your heart and hear His calls
don’t worry.
When tangled in briars
and twisted with liars,
have patience, listen and wait...
His spirit will open the gate
passed worry.
If grief is holding hands
but you wish calmer lands,
let His love bring comfortings...
Lessens the pain of heart strings
and worries.
Janet Vick
Joree’s 2-line finish form
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