by Elizabeth Hexberg
7/27/2008 / Poetry
My Lord smiles down.
Gently, softly, pouring out His Love.
My Jesus, Beloved Saviour,
with eyes spilling tears,
for us.
and I know that He hurts,
when we hurt.
My Lord holds me close.
Moments of Peace.
Him and I,
drawing nigh,
to each other.
This life is but a vapor.
The mist before the dawn,
of Eternity,
with Him.
"Hold on ....
to My Word,
to My Promises,
to Me."
James 4:8,
'Draw nigh to God, and he will draw nigh to you.'
I love The Lord,with all my heart, and am nothing,and have nothing, without Him.
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