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There's a Dove That casts no shadow Of its story I will tell It has flown to Highest heaven It has sunk to Lowest hell It is pure as Sparkling snowbanks It could melt them Like the Sun In the end, as at beginning Over evil, Victory's won! It will fill your Soul with longing It is the End 'Fore time's begun. There's a Lion On the prairie He has strength That over-awes In His Face You'll see compassion He forgives Egregious flaws You can find Your comfort, solice, You could sleep Between His paws He is ferocious He's Protection He is gentler than a lamb Yet he has the Greatest power For he is God - The strong I AM. There's a Rose Within a garden It's blood red, For It's been torn The Rose itself Has greatest beauty Tho It wears a Crown of thorns It is pure as Light unblemished It has grown For death was born. It has a scent Beyond comparing It has light That shines within It has died, And yet is living With it's fade It took your sin Come, all you So weak and weary! All three of these, The trinity, Will come into Your life together Give you eyes, That you may see! Yes, come, bring All your broken places, Your heart, or so The Bible goes, You'll find help You will find healing *The Dove, The Lion, and The ROSE.* SøułSurvivør (C) 6/24/2017
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Jun 25, 2017
Jun 25, 2017 at 12:47 PM UTC
The Dove, The Lion, and The Rose
There's a Dove That casts no shadow Of its story I will tell It has flown to Highest heaven It has sunk to Lowest hell It is pure as Sparkling snowbanks It could melt them Like the Sun In the end, as at beginning Over evil, Victory's won! It will fill your Soul with longing It is the End 'Fore time's begun. There's a Lion On the prairie He has strength That over-awes In His Face You'll see compassion He forgives Egregious flaws You can find Your comfort, solice, You could sleep Between His paws He is ferocious He's Protection He is gentler than a lamb Yet he has the Greatest power For he is God - The strong I AM. There's a Rose Within a garden It's blood red, For It's been torn The Rose itself Has greatest beauty Tho It wears a Crown of thorns It is pure as Light unblemished It has grown For death was born. It has a scent Beyond comparing It has light That shines within It has died, And yet is living With it's fade It took your sin Come, all you So weak and weary! All three of these, The trinity, Will come into Your life together Give you eyes, That you may see! Yes, come, bring All your broken places, Your heart, or so The Bible goes, You'll find help You will find healing *The Dove, The Lion, and The ROSE.* SøułSurvivør (C) 6/24/2017
Have a wonderful Sunday! Today is my sister's Anniversary. Married over 30 years! I'm going to be busy Making their present, and going To the party we arranged for Them... I will try to read tonight. Thanks for understanding! ♡♡ God bless! ♡♡
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Jun 25, 2017
Jun 25, 2017 at 12:47 PM UTC
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