wilsonbob
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Holy Shepherd...we are Your sheep. Mighty King...to You we cling. Most High Priest...though stained our fleece You give release And restoration To Your Kingdom of Peace. Before break of dawn Before busy-ness is begun I sit here thinking. Without moving hands In a far away land I stand at the door and knock. Shivering, for its cold, In my mind I behold A familiar clinking. A Man with a key Throws a cloak around me Then gracefully unlocks Unwraps His Majesty. "Withdraw into the calm of communion with God. Rest in that calm and peace. When the soul finds its home of rest in God, then it is that real life begins." --24 Hours a Day
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