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Jul 2022
May the LORD judge between us what is true
and lead us graciously to higher ground,
grant peace to each of us where discordโ€™s found,
correct us when our ways have gone askew.
May we be open to His gentle ****
which keeps and guides us safely back toward home,
stay close upon His heels, not idly roam,
find comfort in His Shepherdโ€™s staff and rod.
He has right paths prepared where we might grow
into His likeness, freed from chaining sin.
And one way or the other He will winโ€”
to sanctify by truth or chastise-blow.
In mercy, loving-kindness, faithfulness
He disciplines His own for Heavenโ€™s bliss.
Alyssa Underwood
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Alyssa Underwood
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