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 Aug 2013 Jessica
Marian
I prefer to worship
God outside
Knelt in the tall grass
Eyes closed towards the sun
Hands folded in reverence
Sweet breezes softly sway
I prefer to worship God
Beside the roaring waterfall
Head bowed
The breezes sing like a choir
And the waterfall praises God
In it's simple yet majestic
Song

*~Marian~
 Aug 2013 Jessica
Marian
Comfort
 Aug 2013 Jessica
Marian
When raindrops become teardrops
And you think no one is there
Always remember God is there
He forever loves you, always kind and gentle
Whenever you feel lonely
And sit alone in the corner and cry
Remember God is there
He is always loving
When you feel like you can't take Life
Anymore and things become tough
Lean on God
When depression fills the air
And you feel like weeping
Rejoice because you have a Friend
That sticks closer than a brother
His name is God
And He loves you
Never forget that
So let darkness turn to Light
And banish all the gloom
Wipe away your tears, and stay strong
Let the sunshine fill your room
Let your tears become happy ones
Let darkness turn to light
Rid yourself of depression
And let these thoughts comfort you at night
Whenever you are alone
Remember it God Who cares
And whenever you begin to feel sad
Remember He is there
When you feel sad
While your walking home
Just remember what I've said
And you won't feel alone
I hope this turns your sadness into sunshine
And turns darkness into light
So remember He is always there
And He cares about day after day and night after night!

*~Marian~
For anyone who needs happiness and comfort!!! :)
Hope my words help some!!! :) But more importantly, remember He is always there!!!
:) :) ~~~<3
 Aug 2013 Jessica
Marian
I sought the Lord
Beside the singing waves
Underneath a palm tree I knelt
The was shining brightly
The waves an anthem sung
The birds joined in the choir
Along with a ukulele
I felt His Presence right beside me
When I prayed I felt so happy
I read from His Word
No church was there
I just worshiped Him
Sitting in the cool white sand
The ukulele sung for me
And the birds lifted their praises
To Him
Our voices filling the air
Like angels singing in the clouds
I worshiped the Lord
Beside the singing waves

*~Marian~
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