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A New Comitment in Him
By Joyce Prahl
As we walk in the hours of darkness,
We fail to see beyond the chill,
Stumbling in the tracks of those left looking,
Hoping that there is a thing called hope.
As we venture to open doors locked and rusted,
With only our meager strength,
In a faith that it will all disappear,
On his promise of everlasting love.
As we stride in our endeavors,
With only our weak intentions,
That we become equal to each other,
For the light of creation to shine upon us.
As we gaze into all that has been lost,
Trying to see beyond the darkness,
Then catching a glimpse of light, Renews our souls promise to GOD. |
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