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Lord Only With Thee

Crystalline flakes gently caress my cheeks Clear brisk air fills my being with new life Brittle ice shatters, breaks beneath my feet Silence, solitude, no worries or strife I walk, I breathe, I think, I am alive to dream, to wonder, to stand and turn anew to God, who blazes and guides my holy strive to follow, to abide, to walk like few. Worship so intimate, each step brings me, like the dawn of morn, closer to Your light, brilliant source of truth, of hope, of peace I am alive to give You praise tonight. At the end of my days, there I will be, in this place always, Lord, only with thee.

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Date: 6/23/2016 9:24:00 PM
lovely poem, AnnaLinda. LINDA
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Date: 6/23/2016 8:50:00 AM
I mostly pray when in solitude too, nice poem about prayer!:)
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Annalinda W.
Date: 6/23/2016 3:08:00 PM
Thank you...Cheryl. AnnaLinda
Date: 6/23/2016 8:39:00 AM
Peacefully nice AnnaLinda.
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Annalinda W.
Date: 6/23/2016 3:51:00 PM
Thank you, Casarah

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