The Fire

  The withering glare of heartless rays, All day has beaten down. And from the mountain and rocks and trees Rises exhausted haze.   ...

Friday, April 25, 2025

Your Power

 Your loving hand showed me the way,

And from Your path I will not stray.


Your love and grace has helped me stand,

I'll walk in faith and hold Your hand.


With holding on to joy and trust,

You've helped me win this trial I must.


Now walking in this joy a new,

Ever praising, thanks to You.


-written by my sister



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