In quiet moments, still and deep,
The Lord’s soft whispers gently seep,
Into the heart, a sacred call,
To heed His words, to trust them all.
Like morning dew on thirsty ground,
His truths refresh, His love surrounds.
Each phrase a beacon, shining bright,
Guiding souls from dark to light.
Attend with care, let silence grow
For in His voice, the blessings flow.
Not just to hear, but understand,
The wisdom placed by His own hand.
When trials come and shadows fall across the land, His words stand firm, a steadfast wall.
A lamp to feet, a path made clear,
Dispelling doubt, erasing fear.
So OPEN WIDE YOUR HEARTS EYEAND MIND,
Seek the treasures you will find.
In every line, a promise kept,
A love that holds when tears are wept.
PAY CLOSE ATTENTION, do not stray,
For in His words, life’s true way.
A sacred gift, a guiding sword—Forever listen to the Lord
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Joseph M Marion (Pseudonym) (
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Comments2
A religious warning in poetic form admonishing all to adhere to the word of the Lord. Well written
Amen and your hundred percent right that's exactly what was intended
Very nicely written warning to people to follow and adhere to the word of their Lord
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