Healing

In the midst of the raging storm,
Something always rings true;
That the Father is ever present,
Ministering healing to you.
The Spirit of God is working,
For He feels the depth of your pain; 
When others have hurt or forsaken you,
The love of the Father remains.
A constant, tangible presence,
Of compassion, mercy and love;
He sends His angels to comfort you,
A gift from the Father above.
So, rest in the comforting knowledge,
In the promise that always rings true;
That the Father is ever present,
Ministering healing to you.
               
       Allison Chambers Coxsey
c1995
 
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