Because you wooed
my restless, wand'ring heart,
and then . . .
became my precious
Saviour ~ Forever
Faithful Friend ~

Your heart is now
my peaceful resting
place . . .
where strife & stress
are painted by your
brush of Grace ~

Whose mercy bathes
in endless crimson
streams . . .
cleanses ~ refreshes
from hopeless, dead~end
dreams ~

My heart your home
welcomed to rearrange
at will . . .
soothingly, I hear
You speak ~'Peace,
be still' ~

I call you Shepherd Dear
your voice embraces
"My precious lamb" . . .
OH, Lord of Lords
you ARE
THE JOY OF ALL I AM !

Mary Carter Mizrany
June 27, 2006
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