Guest Bloggers, Poems

“Rest” by Tyese Chumov

Sin is lost
The lost are found

By his grace
Where love abounds

The flesh is weak 
The heart is sore

Here I wait
To hear the roar

My Lord my God
My solid stone

Can you take 
What has been thrown?

You are the One, you are my own
You hear my heart
Beat through the groan

 

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