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Oyekake Satty (O. S.) Joshua


A New Year's Wish


May you find the presence of the Lord
Our God, your most desirable longing
And a place of peace
Throughout the coming year!

May His words be the delight of your soul
And His voice a soothing melody
To surcease all disquietness!

May this coming year be a beginning
Of a deeper and more intimate relationship
With Him who loves you
Beyond your highest aspirations
And your deepest desires!

And may the refulgence of His glory
Be your eternal solace,
Now and always!

Happy New Year!

Submitted: Friday, January 01, 2010

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  • Manuel Odeny (1/5/2010 3:57:00 AM)

    Amen Oyekake Satty Joshua, may the beauty of the poem be carried this year long. Happy New year. (Report) Reply

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