Ever Near

Feel the soft wind swing and sway
Gently weaving songs of prayer
Birch trees crackle, flap and shake
Pine trees whistle in the air
Yet still, the small voice in our heart
With You oh God, our strength is here
As sheep in fields, we hear Your voice
Resting grace with reverent fear
In our groaning, You do hear
As we find pasture in Your gates
Rejection flown far far from here
Fill us with Your wisdoms wait
With Letting go, and humble tears
You touch our brow with healing care
Holy Spirit ever near
Rest is Christ the Lords sweet lair
Kelly S Griswold

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