Jan. 28, 2013 Your song it plays loudly Drowning out my pain, my worries There is no room for fear here And where there were mistakes Only grace remains Beauty of beauties sings over me Songs of Love, songs of hope Notes written perfectly to the sound my heart makes and when I thought it was all over His song burst forth from the river my path took a turn then there was you Uncertainty disappeared Tears wiped away I was strengthened by your courage Taught my identity Shown that with You, there was nothing I couldn't acheive Let this song overtake you Melt over you like honey on a hot day Allow the sweetness of His promises to transform you He will exceed your expectation Beauty of beauties sings over me Songs of Love, songs of hope Notes written perfectly to the sound my heart makes and when I thought it was all over His song burst forth from the river my path took a turn then there was you Now I patiently await for you to hear it too th...
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our lives blank pages with no lines typed out letters perfectly aligned like flowers in a garden awaiting their ray of sunshine blank pages with no lines just a beautifully hand written plan Our design is that of One whose love is far too vast to hold in your hand resembling an image so glorious no artist can quite portray blueprints, molds thrown away constructing us from scratch, each with a purpose, a plan.... the wonder of the Creator's pen Our lives blank pages with no lines books without chapters just pages, perfectly sequenced, Dreams, passions fill pages disappointments and choices our hearts deepest cries here on these lye in this collection We are bound by four rings Truth, Love, Hope and charity For what good is a book if there's no one to read it? what good is a word that has no meaning the secrets to life buried deep within you The beauty of life will unfold with the turning of every page
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Life it's all the same we're all lacking perfection prisoners to our negligence forever seeking that brighter day Freedom awaits in the silence watches quietly in truth it's visible in the perched eagle it is the autumn of youth and only in our growing surviving these tangled roles which cover our paths will we discover the peace to the war embedded in each one of us