Inner Peace
My hopes like shipwrecked paper boats
Were crushed upon the streams of life.
With nothing to hang on to keep afloat,
Prayer is my anchor through the strife.
Weeping I fall prostrate at Your feet,
"I love You, O Lord, my Strength."
Your Divine Comfort and Grace so sweet,
Engulfs my soul in infinite length.
Your inner Peace surrounds me like walls
And You, O God, are my Glory within.
The broken, You love- and those who fall,
The contrite of heart, You redeem from sin.
Nothing on earth can ever give me this,
Unconditional love and Your inner Peace.
"And I Myself will be a wall of fire around it, declares the Lord, 'and I will be its glory within."
ZECHARIAH 2:5
Cynthia Buhain Baello
July 11, 2008
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