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This post is part of the weekly¬†Five Minute Friday link-up!   HOME How can His face shine warm Upon my frame How can His arms embrace All dirt and mess of me. Oh so many tears Are streaming I hear Him call My own true name. The Word He speaks: "Your voice is sweet Your... Continue Reading →

Hidden Unveiling

A poem by Anna Louise Smit   A leper Unclean Shunned In shame.   My sin Exposed The sores and wounds Fester, hidden within.   My hardening heart All pain denies I see the law before me And call myself unclean.   And so I turn Away Bereft And lone.   Walking Numbed My head... Continue Reading →

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