Meets me with a calm unspoken
When the calm of life is broken
When my faith feels crowned with care
Meets me in a tear, a prayer
Meets me with his words unaltered
When my wanting whispers faltered
When the onward way is dim
Meets me if I look for Him
© Janet Martin
...that is the Spirit of truth, whom the world cannot receive,
because it
does not see Him or know Him,
but you know Him because He abides with
you and will be in you.
No comments:
Post a Comment
I hope you enjoyed your pause on this porch and thank-you for your visit!