Winds of Change
The winds of change surround my heart.
I know not what they bring.
Except to look towards galed hints
of voiced familiar ring.
I’ll know His call my heart does say
And yet with fear it peers.
Across the open plain unknown
as His desire nears.
For some known signs I search about
His face I try to see.
Just take His outstretched gentle hand
Believe that He loves me.
Oh guide me in thy way dear one
Tell me of what you yearn.
Again our hearts shall reach as one
Only to you I turn.
Copyright © Sr. Magdala Grace Rutherford | Year Posted 2009
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