Through the mountains high,
And through the valleys low,
I will follow Jesus wherever he should go,
And when my soul grows weary,
Ill not cease to know,
For Ill be carried by my Jesus,
Walking soft and slow.
And though the world shall pass away,
Ill continue on,
A carried by my Jesus,
My holy savior strong.
















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Okay, that being said, that is such an amazing poem!
It almost made me cry!
I love it.
*favs*
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I am my Beloved's.
I have been reborn into a new life, unto the protection of my Ishi, Jesus Christ.
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With every single broken heart,
The tighter and deeper you bind it,
And bury every lovely shattered part,
Till’ never a soul can find it. ~Me
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--------LEGENDS OF VAN DIEMS--------
Where is your Soul in the Heart of the City?
I like the second stanza the best, it flows really nicely.
Not that the first stanza is bad. I like that too. Very encouraging... reminds me of Isaiah 40:31.
Thanks for sharing.
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***pro-life***
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Love is a verb.
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I am my Beloved's.
I have been reborn into a new life, unto the protection of my Ishi, Jesus Christ.
--
With every single broken heart,
The tighter and deeper you bind it,
And bury every lovely shattered part,
Till’ never a soul can find it. ~Me
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With every single broken heart,
The tighter and deeper you bind it,
And bury every lovely shattered part,
Till’ never a soul can find it. ~Me
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With every single broken heart,
The tighter and deeper you bind it,
And bury every lovely shattered part,
Till’ never a soul can find it. ~Me
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