His love is a full-stream
Swelling effortlessly towards me.
It flows fluently through my life
Smoothing out the rough places.
His love is a close friend,
Intimate and caring.
I rest my troubles in its care
And carry on completed.
His love is a vigorous ocean
Holding me in its arms,
Carrying me over the storm.
I travel with love's confidence.
His love is a quiet resting place;
Shadows me from the beating sun,
Cools my sweating brow and feeds my hunger,
Nourishes me for the tasks I must perform today
His love is full of mercy,
Wipes tears from my broken heart
Holds it tenderly,
Protects it from harm.
(c) 2013 Sharon L. Shoemaker
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