“For we are unto God a sweet savour of Christ, in them that are saved, and in them that perish:” 2 Corinthians 2:15 KJV
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Breath of Heaven,
whispers down,
soothes,
caresses,
covering,
with sweet oils,
of the anointing.
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The face of God,
reflects in the tears
of the worshiper.
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Water and oil,
flowing together,
drips to the ground.
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Called to earth,
by the sweet fragrance,
of sacrificed praise;
sweet,
fresh,
Rose of Sharon.
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His robe whispers,
billows,
whispers,
as His feet gently tread,
on Holy Ground.
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The Angels sing,
Holy,
Holy.
The anointing flows,
covers,
soothes,
caresses.
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Holy, Holy,
as the voice of God,
reaches the lost,
and bursts forth,
once again,
in Praise.
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Written 7-17-97
