" My peace I give to you; not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither be afraid" John 14: 27
The lass dreams of a Prince
The lad imagines he’s a prince
But there is one true and real
clothed in full armor;
Mighty and powerful yet gentle
He reaches out unexpected
Times when low and doubting
lost in shame and guilt
rejected and abandoned;
He knocks ever so gently
Invited, He sits to sup’
His presence inescapable
merciful and compassionate;
Promptly you empty your heart
fear and pain revealed,
confessing your guilt and shame;
Your soul cleansed and restored
peace abide within like never.
The lass has met her prince
The lad knows he is a prince!
The lad imagines he’s a prince
But there is one true and real
clothed in full armor;
Mighty and powerful yet gentle
He reaches out unexpected
Times when low and doubting
lost in shame and guilt
rejected and abandoned;
He knocks ever so gently
Invited, He sits to sup’
His presence inescapable
merciful and compassionate;
Promptly you empty your heart
fear and pain revealed,
confessing your guilt and shame;
Your soul cleansed and restored
peace abide within like never.
The lass has met her prince
The lad knows he is a prince!
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