Isaiah 40:8 The grass withers, the flower fades, But the word of our God stands forever.
Scriptures are sacred, this I know
Words of comfort, psalms I pray
Like a balm to my heart and soul
Showing me Truth, the Life and the Way.
Words that are meant to stand forever
That are as sunshine everyday
Words in my heart kept as a treasure
Planted and watered for their eternal stay.
Julie Pisacane © 2014
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