Meanwhile, Melody Muses…

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Sanctuary

Turmoil without, tumult within – this daily survival is wearing thin; where do I turn when my heart is sore and wary? Limbs that are strong, arms that are true, Bulwark unfailing, I run to You; hidden by Heart that beats a sanctuary.

Turmoil without, tumult within –

this daily survival is wearing thin;

where do I turn when my heart is sore and wary?

Limbs that are strong, arms that are true,

Bulwark unfailing, I run to You;

hidden by Heart that beats a sanctuary.

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Responses to “Sanctuary”

  1. Caddo Veil

    Wow-wonderful again, Melody!

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    1. melodylowes

      Thank you Caddo!

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  2. Debbie

    This one really touched me, thinking of running to Him. God bless you as you seek Him, your sanctuary!

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    1. melodylowes

      Thank you, Debbie. What life lives in your words of encouragement – a fresh breeze to a parched soul, indeed….

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