You surround me with Your song,
Your love,
heals,
comforts,
strengthens,
brings joy.
without sorrow,
without pain,
without shame.
Oh how He longs to cover us with His wings.
We are Israel,
We are Gomer,
We are Rahab,
We are Mary Magdelene,
We are
His Bride.
Our story is written in His blood,
and the vein runs through His Word.
It is our story,
our history,
our beginning and our end.
In Him.
In Him we live and move and have our being,
there is nothing outside of Him,
Life does not exist outside of Him.
4/26/10 sheila r. martin
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