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| Without Master i'm like a candle with no wick, no flame A heart without a pulsng steady beat A flower whose petals have been blown away By wind and rain and sleet. But i keep You in a safe place And when on Your strength i draw Renewed i feel with love and grace You get me through it all You are my Watcher, my Master, my Friend In the lonely night You found me You took my lonely heart to mend Now i am Yours through eternity. Back Next Poetry Titles Masqued Home The Hidden Place |
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