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As He Disappears into the Fog
As he disappears into the fog, forgiveness fills my soul.
I feel the love come back to me, my heart growing hundredfold.
As he disappears into the fog, I feel anxiety leave.
I feel an astounding sense of peace overflowing in me.
As he disappears into the fog, the bitterness is suddenly gone.
The joy and laughter I've now found makes the bitterness feel so wrong.
As he disappears into the fog, the goodness is overwhelming.
The kindness in my heart and soul has become so compelling.
As he disappears into the fog, by now he's traveled deep.
I feel the patience swell within as I lay it all at His feet.
As he disappears into the fog, the fog so thick and dense,
this self control I am now feeling is starting to make sense.
As he disappears into the fog, I pray he stays in there.
For him to come back to me is more than my soul can bear.
As he disappears into the fog, into the dark abyss,
I find comfort in knowing these gifts from Jesus will not go amiss.
Copyright ©
Jessica Murphy
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