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A Book Of Strife In The Form Of The Diary Of An Old Soul - April

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LORD, I do choose the higher than my will.
I would be handled by thy nursing arms
After thy will, not my infant alarms.
Hurt me thou wilt-but then more loving still,
If more can be and less, in love's perfect zone!
My fancy shrinks from least of all thy harms,
But do thy will with me-I am thine own.

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Sylvia Frances Chan 13 October 2021

Beautiful Devotional, well captured and brilliantly rendered! 5 Stars full. I have truly enjoyed this great Devotional Congratulations being chosen as the Classic Poem Of The (Yester) day

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