I Hear the Great Call
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Rapture calleth me near
for I have been spared
along the ocean blue
my longing soul, hushed
as the going tide
retreat in silence
Impede thy soul
o wind of blue grace
and tide pools left to dream
may this fear dwindle in beauty
with white sand glisten
and twilight falling near
O great spirit, who dwelleth divine
a song of euphony triumphant you sing...
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Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2011
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