For with you is the fountain of life; in your light we see light.
Psalm 36:9
This fountain simply waters plants...
I can stand under it all day but its spray can never penetrate my skin!
Hark! What flows beneath our heartache
Larger than life’s low’ring blows
Greater than the disappointments
That the hand of time bestows
Look! What gleams to pierce the darkness
Shattering its would-be gloom
Like a gentle, golden halo
Driving shadows from the room
Ah, what wields hope’s wave of wonder
Washing wounded spirits clean
Billow of unrivaled grandeur
Turning dormant gardens green
Hark! What rushes through our bearing
While we suffer trouble’s rod
Like a fountain filled with healing
Why, it is the love of God
© Janet Martin
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