Written on January 24, 2024
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Nigh the forest I go, Where dreams sigh in silence Rustling beneath the stars In praise, gentle laughter Played by timeworn guitars. Nigh the forest I go, Where breathless pines delight, Aroused by dancing leaves, Beyond sparkling creeks, songs Peace flowing as she grieves. Nigh the forest I go, Where music moves my soul, Meeting my heart’s prayers Blessings I don’t expect, Unspoiled wood still declares. Nigh the forest I go, Where God’s voice speaks wonders, Promising His great grace, Lingering like calm faith, Woodlands are the best place!
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