Saturday, December 20, 2014


Lo, what breaks on dawn’s pristine shores?
And lo, what shakes the sod?
What pours from heaven’s far-flung doors?
Ah, this; the grace of God

Lo, what urges us yet to trust?
In spite of hearts weight-shod
What satisfies this creature-dust?
Ah this; the love of God

© Janet Martin

 Because of the LORD's great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. Lam.3:22


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