Sacred Soul
Child I've heard thou reverent pleas,
Loathsome sickness please take from me,
Tortured lungs through which you barely gasp,
Toil in pain and through breathing rasp!
Weakness comes as you lay bedridden and frail,
Darkness creeps and misery hopes to prevail,
Child I watch and protect you from up above,
GOD in heaven sends angels pouring out His love!
To bathe you with healing and strength to press on,
Listen to Him child,He annoints you in healing song,
His Word casts the darkness and demons from your mind,
You're His sacred soul and in Him, true love you will find!
Child as you go through this trial, stronger will you be,
Satan will be cast down, GOD's power will set you free,
Barriers that he has set will turn to dust as you pray,
Dragon warrior you will be; by faith your course will stay!
©Jane Richer
03/02/2012
For Jenn-breathe deep, breathe sweet!
Copyright © Jane Richer | Year Posted 2012
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