Wednesday, March 18, 2009

My Soul Found Rest

In the quiet of the night
I dreamed of how I have been blessed,
And in remember all You’ve done,
There, my soul found rest.

And after traveling a long road,
Completing some sort tiring quest—
In reaching home and embracing sleep,
There, my soul found rest.

When worried or concerned I be
You remind me that You know best—
And I let go of anxiousness.
There, my soul finds rest.

And when I’m burdened down with care,
Struggling with some trial or test,
You left my load and carry me—
There, my soul found rest.

© Heather Vires 2005, all rights reserved.

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