Indwelt
INDWELT
I sense a voice on me descend
The Holy Spirit alongside me resides
These thoughts and words I now sift
Through this glass as they darkly drift
Verbal paintings to show You care
messages channelled from thee to share
O let these moments never cease
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2023
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