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| LAHANA NIGHT Night has fallen...does He hear her? She feels so alone, yet she knows she is not. She is amoung beauty, yet her heart is not quiet. It is not a time to feel, but a time to trust. Trust in what she has read....trust in what He has told her. She claims this promise when her moon becomes her night, and she knows He is worthy to be trusted. |
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| WAVEDANCER Graceful and free, she rides the waves of the storm with beauty and security...for she knows He has gone before her, He has rode those very waves. She is alive, she is born, she is the one who will survive. She holds the hand of the Master, the One who made the oceans and the painted the seas with His hands. She knows Him. She loves Him. He calms the storms for her or He calms her heart within the storms. The waves know Him. The waves bow to Him. He is the true Wavedancer. |
| LAVENDER BLUE Lavender Blue, O Lavender Green She is a princess of light, a daughter of the King. O fairest of fair, Of sweet golden hair She is the lovliest of lovely and modesty refined.. She is the gentlest of gentle and a woman most kind. A bride to the Prince A daughter of the King How well she wears her Lavender Blue how lovely and fair her Lavender Green |
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