Pages Turn
Pages turn, as new cycles start,
Agree with our Maker, hear His heart.
In our daily solitary space,
Step beyond and hear the sound of the race.
See anew, learn to relate afresh,
If doubt remains, do not rush!
Press in prayer, let persistent faith arise,
And watch the impossible vaporize.
Reposition our hearts, stride onwards ahead,
Claim the inheritance for which we were led.
Do not fear walls, just break through,
For fields of plenty wait for you!
Hear His heartbeat fresh and true,
The grand-old commission reborn in you.
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