Saturday, September 15, 2012

That Still Small Voice

What my ears hear,  
My heart knows well;
In silence, in calmness,
My soul can tell.

When worries try to steal,
The quiet confidence I feel--
I hear You, gentle yet so real,
In no time, all I am is still.

Darkness may seem to linger,
The path can be scarily bleak;
That voice will show the way,
Serene --never empty, never weak.

Battles tempt me, “Shrink back!”
Tears – yes they’re bound to fall;
I hear You, “The fight is mine--
Fear not, I already won it all!”

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