My Shalom
My Shalom
I bow down,
And cometh to you, O'Lord.
For I found a precious Friend,
That I can assure.
I should not be afraid to walketh,
As I leaned on,
Thy unfailing promises.
Whom thy thine heart abides,
Your divine trust.
For you,
O'Lord is pure and just!
Written by:
RMV tatchvrg 2021
Copyright © Rose Vergara | Year Posted 2021
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