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Every Heartbeat Reminds Me Of Jesus
In the quiet hush of dawn's embrace,
Each heartbeat whispers, feels like grace.
Soft rhythm sings in a sacred space,
A melody born from love’s warm trace.
When shadows stretch across the land,
And doubt entwines with a trembling hand,
His light ignites where I stand,
Guiding my path like grains of sand.
With every pulse, a prayer unfurls,
In crowded streets or silent swirls.
His name is woven through life's pearls—
A tapestry where hope unfurls.
When sorrow dips its brush in night,
I find His peace—a flickering light.
Each thump resounds with steadfast might,
An echo wrapped in divine insight.
Through laughter’s song and weeping rain,
In joy that dances and heartache’s pain,
I feel His presence like sweet refrain—
Every heartbeat speaks His name again.
So let this cadence be my creed,
In every moment where love is freed;
For in each breath and thought I heed—
Jesus lives on—my soul's true seed.
Copyright ©
Alesia Leach
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