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Heavenly Hands

 Within a cloud of haze Istarted to believe,
         With God's love my heart the Devil could no longer deceive.
      No longer afraid to make my stand,
          Trusting my neighbor as we stand together hand in hand.

 A picket line of love Satan cannot cross,
         My life is no longer a loss.
          I have a purpose though not sure,
 With God's love anything I can endure.

        He is a whisper within the breeze, 
The life in spring after the winter freeze.
  He is the blossoms on the trees,
   A part of the innocent child praying beside his bed on His knees.

      We call ourselves Christians but do we speak his word,
        If we do are we really heard?
      Do we live and act within His grace, 
Or are we liars who's behavior is a slap in God's face?

  How many of us in God's name actually make our stands,
Will we accept His love and protection of His heavenly hands?

Author:  Danielle Valentine
Copyrighted © 1999/2015





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