It's Still Room - Poem by Cecelia Weir
Every time a Child of God
Suffers pain or is misunderstood
There's always Hope standing by
Just keep doing what you should.
Meditate and read The Word
And don't forget to pray
The enemy roams and rambles
To destroy your God Chosen Way.
Be not angry or upset yourself
By abstractions you shouldn't consume
For God is still your Father
And in His arms is still room.
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