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Friday, January 17, 2014

Moments are escaping and minutes don't show

Softly He whispers into the depths of my being
Moving me to transpose all that I'm seeing
Without using wording or the sound of a voice
The Spirit is speaking without making noise.

Challenging and urging me to motions most still
The Eternal One is inviting me inside of His Will
Flowing like an ointment inside of my veins
The Almighty One is pouring down graces like rains.

Hear how He's whispering and hear how He sings
A melody is sounding. What healing it brings
Touched by the Infinite;  my soul starts to glow
Moments are escaping and minutes don't show.



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