“He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. [2] I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust.” Psalm 91:1-2
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I have a secret place,
That I alone know.
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A place I call my own,
Where my Father and I,
Laugh together,
And cry together,
Face to face.
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It’s a very special place,
I can travel to at will,
Without ever leaving,
The place where I stand.
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In that secret place,
I see the face of God.
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Sometimes in a stranger,
Sometimes in the sky,
As I bask in His Holy Creation.
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My secret place has flowers,
And birds,
And streams,
And fields,
Sweet fragrances of memories,
And music that fills my soul,
Things that bring me closer,
To my Father’s voice.
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You may sit right near me,
And never see me leave,
But you’ll notice a different glow,
That saturates my spirit,
And lifts me every upward.
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My secret place can’t be found,
By anybody else.
But yours, my friend,
Waits for you,
Deep within your heart.
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Written 6-16-00
Linda J. Humes 