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| "My Child" Each time you come to me in prayer, I rejoice to hear the sound of your voice. Whenever you think on my name, My heart doeth abundantly rejoice. As oft as your heart bows to worship, I hear a most wondrous melody. It's as if all of heaven and earth Are in a most perfect harmony. When circumstance disallows You from the busyness of life, Come share that time with Me. It's with you I want to abide. � 2003 by Joyce C. Lock |