
He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. Psalm 91:1
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Through tender sighs of angel’s breath,
I speak to you, my Lord.
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You listen intently for my desires,
Protect me from the harsh world around me.
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With tongues of praise I call to you,
The faintest sigh you caress.
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A love song, flowing tenderly forth, is held,
Oh so gently, in your mighty arms;
Then returned to me in a River of Peace,
Intimately shared, eternally kept.
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Written 9-1-96
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