MIRIAM JACOB Poems

The sound of music
Fills the air,
As gentle winds
Strum softly
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Hope rises in our hearts
like the sunrise over a
snow-capped mountain peak,
reaching up to the skies.
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Youth is a delightful state of mind,
a crystal-clear freshness of the intellect,
a glowing exuberance of feeling,
a vibrant effervescence of the imagination,
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God brings us courageously
through all our sorrow and pain.
He touches the hurts in our hearts
and heals them in His own time and way.
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I gazed out of my window
at the vast expanse of garden,
the freshly-mowed lawn,
soft-green carpet grass.
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Happy are you
When you read
God's Word,
You will succeed
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Come and spend
A few quiet moments
in the serene beauty
of the Garden of Love.
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God will certainly honor your heart's cry.
He always honors the heart that honors Him!
A heart that cries out to Him will always be heard.
Remember that God is talking to you all the time.
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To worship God
is the best way
to start a new day,
full of surprises
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A table was covered with
a soft white linen cloth.
A lighted candle was placed
as its centerpiece.
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