Poems of Hope

The Endless Voice

His sweet loving whisper

Is in the valley of ditches

Be still, be patient

And pray without ceasing

Listen unto mine voice

Until the day of answer

Life's trials and tribulations

Bring such wonderful blessings

And will become full bloom

For which, they cometh in many

Forms of disguise

The season has arisen

For mine compassion to shower

And reign upon thee

With overflowing grace from above

Thy will break down any, and all

Strongholds that bind thee

And loose it to set ye free

I see with thine eyes, ye passion

For truth and of mine righteousness

Now, go in peace

The endless voice

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