Friday, April 12, 2013

Graces of His Heart

My darling son. Your time is coming. My Grace will pick you up.
I Love you. I Love you . I Love you.
My Greatest Pleasure is to Love you
You are weak, but in Me you are not yourself
in Me you are... Me!
So do not be discouraged, I will pillage your enemies
I will grind them to dust
To naught will he lust
For you belong to me
My Blood is overflowing
You are a new creation
You have a new foundation
The enemy has lost, you have a new Master
A soldier you'll become, train well
perfecting your skill with the sword
for it is sharper then human words
let them try and let them strife
words will cut you like a knife
Yet the Sun of righteousness will dawn
on you and those that humbled
Bring healing in it's wings
Make whole of all that crumbled
restore the wasted places, bring joy
and grant anticipation
The gift of dreams and imagination
The Grace of flight, the death of night!
Ecstasy and Freedom in The Truth
Ecstasy and Freedom in The Spirit

Ecstasy and Freedom in The Truth
Ecstasy and Freedom in The Spirit

Peace upon your soul
Peace upon your spirit

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