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| A Moment Draw me aside, Lord, Please do it, now. For, The storm on life�s sea is too much. I�d like to smell roses, The scent of new rain, The pressure of Your tender touch. I�d like to hear, softly, The sound of Your voice and See, faintly, on Your face, a smile That�s spontaneously prompted By my deed, performed by Your grace. I just need a moment, The catching of breath. The races I run are diverse. So, draw me aside For moments with You, So that my will and Your will immerse. � 2003 by Joan Clifton Costner http://underhiswings0.tripod.com/ |