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IN THE LORD'S HEARING

IN THE LORD'S HEARING

In My ears, in My hearing
From My holy hill
I listen, I answer
Peace, My child; Be still
I am aware of everything
There is nothing that I do know
I keep watch over you
I fight against every foe
Hold on to My every word
To every promise I made
Let faith rise up within your heart
Do not be afraid
I hear your thoughts, your longings
Before you even pray
I know what you're going to ask
Before you have a chance to say
I hear the sound of faith, arising
A sound that rises in My ear
A sound of praise, of perfect trust
Of knowing, that your God is near
It is a sound of praise, of worship
No place for fear and doubt
A sweet aroma, a sweet sound
It's what trusting Me is all about
 
 
 

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Tony Taylor

Wow!! GAYLE!!.....What a lovely and most poetic expression of FAITH and the comfort it can provide when we open our hearts to the idea that there is a creator!!.......ALL STARS & PINNED!!......well conceived and BEAUTIFULLY delivered!!.......well done dear poet sister!!......LOVE & ROCKETS!!....T xo  :  )

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Gayle McMillan

Thank you Tony, your comments always encourage me to try harder!

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