Friday, May 7, 2010

The Blessing of His Presence


Harken to my word,
Blessed shall you be going in;
Bless you going out.

Battle going out,
Blessed one wins, takes away spoil;
Blessed never looses.

Blessed when comming in,
Sanctuary His presence,
Is fullness of Joy!

You win much, without
Sorrow adding to your wealth;
Free to give at times!

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