The Living Word
Often, it is the littlest smile, the hardest mile,
The darkest night and the wisest heart…
Who understand the trembling of a dewlike tear,
The whisper of a silence, breathing out a promise…
Light falling from the flames of an inspiration,
Amazing burning away the past, all that will last…
Stirs up the spirit with insight, wonder, music in an inkling,
Kindled by the passions, the intensity, the power….
Alive, like grace, raining hope through the pain,
Breathing joy into the wind, a feeling, a gentling, a moment…
When the heart grows its wings and love reminds the soul
To just believe, just believe…
Believing is the key to bringing down the beautiful rays,
Softly flowing hymns, dancing to the grace, the merciful,
The peace that comes to those who simply hear His voice…
In the stardust dreams, the kindness, the invitation to believe –
With a faith that only He can enthuse, a faith that, like love…
Comes from knowing the living truth…
He is the One who moves the heart to give, the soul to live.
With Him, there is hope for the moment when light lets in…
Eternity, forever on a prayer…
The promise of heaven, life with the One…
Who abides inside, in spirit, lifting every soul,
So we can know – salvation comes to those who just believe…
In the One who replaced the hardest heart with a kind and caring
Heart, softened by the remembrance of Him, who forgives sin –
Him, who teaches the wisdom of listening to scripture and giving…
The soul to Him who is more than a teacher – He is the scripture!
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