In The Storm Of Arrows In The Valley, I Carry Your Heart With Me. Poem by Dr. Antony Theodore
In The Storm Of Arrows In The Valley, I Carry Your Heart With Me.
In God is the breath of all mankind.
You are my breath when i pray to you.
My flesh yearns for you.
I carry your heart with me
in rain and in the sunshine
in snow and in hail
in the darkest clouds and typhoon
in the shower of stones
and in the flurry of blows.
In the storm of arrows in the valley,
i shall lift up my lowly heart
to you and shall not waver and fear.
You are with me always, oh my God.
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5/10/2024 11:41:56 AM # 1.0.0.1119
That's true...we always call God whenever we fear or face any trouble....nicely framed lines...10