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Friday, January 11, 2019

His Hands: Grace in the Wilderness: Prayers and Poetry



                                               His Hands


                                                By the hand

                                                as a lost child

                                                wandering in confusion

                                                not knowing where

                                                is home

                                                where is a safe haven.


                                                Disobedience

                                                discouragement

                                                blurred pathway.


                                                So once again

                                                He holds us

                                                close and begins

                                                a new covenant

                                                of grace.


                                                Holds us

                                                in His hands.

Romans 8: 32, “He who did not spare His own Son, but delivered Him up for us all, how will He not also with Him freely give us all things?”

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