Walking is the perfect way of moving if you want to see into the life of things. It is the one way of freedom. If you go to a place on anything but your own feet you are taken there too fast, and miss a thousand delicate joys that were waiting for you by the wayside. Elizabeth von Arnim

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Sunday, June 03, 2012

He Is My Peace

The words of a chorus we sing at church.
Words written by Nan Allen
Music by Dennis Allen
He Is My Peace

He is wonderful.
He is marvelous.
He is Savior.
He is King.
He is Lord of everything.
But more than all these,
He is even more to me.
He is Jesus.
He is my peace.
Thro' the storms, He holds me.
Thro' the dark, He leads me .
Thro' the pain, He calms me
with His quiet, tender voice.
Thro' the storms He holds me, 
Thro' the dark He leads me.
Thro' the pain  He calms me 
with His quiet tender voice,
so I rejoice.

May you too know Jesus as your peace.
Have a blessed Sunday my friends.
Happyone : )
 

2 comments:

Beth said...

May you all have a blessed Sunday too!

Anonymous said...

Lovely words.