I Hear Him
Weary and wounded
I hear His comforting voice;
And feel His strong arm holding me.
I hear Him saying to me…..keep going my child,
I am with you….oh what a difference He makes
In my life…..in fact if He were not here with me;
Then definitely I could not go on.
I hear Him in the midnight hour, and all through out
The day……He keeps on saying to me….keep going
My child, the prize is at the end…..the end is not death
But the life giving flow of the abundant river of God….
Flowing out of your belly….yes I hear Him saying….give
Out to others words of hope and comfort so that others
Too will hear and find help in their time of need…..He is
Speaking to you…….will you hear Him ?
I hear Him!
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