By Leah C Dancel
In time of despondency
and mirthless ingratitude of opportunity;
I seek your face to hide myself In Thee.
You turn not Thyself away from me,
But embrace me. You give me comfort
Like a little child lost in her world of care.
You soothe my troubled heart
As you whisper your heavenly love
You straighten my wrinkled soul
And gently wipe the tears from my eyes
With a smile beaming from the sky.
©Leah C Dancel
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March 11, 2019
SH-AUSTRALIA