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Adorations Hour
Turn to Him in your broken hour,
Our Lord will save when shadows tower.
Turn to Him, all hearts forlorn,
For He grants worth each new morn.
When darkness beckons with a siren's call,
Turn to Him, He’ll quiet all.
All who yearn for love's embrace,
Call on our dove, feel His grace.
In this world of endless quest,
In this realm where sinners rest,
At dawn’s break, on bended knees,
Find peace in the one who frees.
Copyright ©
Trent Vecchiarino
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