His Love Poem by M M. Marshall
His Love
Like a rose that blooms in the desert
Is my Savior's love for me.
Its petals unfold at the dawning,
Sweet and pure eternally.
Like a lark that sings at evening
Is my Savior's love for me.
Its melody stills the yearning,
With song in my memory.
Such love extends to greatest heights
Beyond earthly hopes and fears.
A child sheltered in the darkest night;
Abiding love that transcends years.
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