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| VOLUME II POEMS BY SHIRLEY BECK |
| HIS VOICE UPON A HILL TOP, I HEARD HIM CRY. MY SAVIOR SO DIVINE, HOW WONDERFUL IT FEELS, TO BE IN THE OPEN SKY. HIS VOICE SO CLEAR TO ME, HIS WISDOM SO DIVINE. BLESSED IS THIS SAVIOR, SO SPIRIT FREE AND KIND. OH, HOW PEACEFUL HIS VOICE APPEARS TO BE, FOR WITHIN HIS PRESENCE, HIS SPIRIT SHELTERS ME. |
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| TRUST IN ME HE SAYS MY CHILD, FOLLOW ME FOR EVERY ROUGH ROAD AHEAD, THAT'S WHERE I WILL BE. I HAVE WALKED WITH YOU THROUGH THE HARD TIMES, I HAVE BEEN THERE BY YOUR SIDE I JUST WANT YOU TO KNOW, I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN YOUR GUIDE. I HAVE CARRIED YOU THROUGH DEPRESSION, SICKNESS AND DISEASE. I WALK BESIDE YOU CLOSELY, JUST HAVE FAITH IN ME. POEM COLLECTION BY SHIRLEY BECK ALL RIGHTS RESERVED JUNE 4, 2004 |
