COME FIND IT HERE, MY DEAR!
For the heart does wander… Yes, takes a breath and wonder Just what His love might be. The glory of His riches Do sparkle, shimmer, shine For from above the heavens open Pouring down on thee Come, stay a while. Sit and bask. My presence is the sea. Washing, waving, Come, let’s fathom! Oh, what you might see! Sit, My Dear, and scoot on near My arms are open wide I’ve waited here So come, My Dear, And wallow away with me I hold you tight Safe from night Which hollows at the bay. There is no fear in perfect love For this my heart does yearn. Come find it here and sleep, My Dear, Let your heart return. Word from the Lord in a poem as given to Amanda Sandwisch on 7/29/2020
Joy Cometh In The Morning 