Romans 8:37..Yet amid all these things we are more than conquerors [a]and gain a surpassing victory through Him Who loved us. Amplified Bible...
Tides like grief Pull water in, out Then return Soft and sure In my frail years, life does flow Tides like life have waves Waves inhale Sparkle from sunlight Then exhale Folding years Rolling waves stir the beige sand Life flows, drifts, renews Oceans draw Hold the deep, dark, dusk Then let go Each life ends Spirit is resurrected Fresh, healthy, renewed
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Romans 8:37..Yet amid all these things we are more than conquerors and gain a surpassing victory through Him Who loved us. Amplified Bible...