Sometimes I
feel especially blest,
I've joy inside and happiness.
That's when I want to thank God more,
But the words I need I'm searching for.
How can one
thank the Christ who died,
And for mankind was crucified?
Though I find rhymes within my words,
How paltry are my chosen verbs.
I desire more than
trifling speech,
I need other means with which to reach.
To use unspoken words from in,
My only way of reaching Him.
My heart says
what I cannot voice,
There are no syllables of choice.
My heart communicates direct,
In silence He and I connect.
He hears exactly what
I say,
Though not a sound is heard this day.
My heart shouts out in quietude,
And God does hear my gratitude.
Virginia (Ginny)
Ellis
Copyright 2001
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Sorry that some people may not get to view
the applet. God Bless You.
04/16/2007
Danny Hahlbohm
http://www.inspired-art.com
Rik Berry
BRUSH of the WINDS GALLERY
Nova Scotia, Canada
http://www.rikberry.com/
04/16/07
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