Finding My Rest



Like the sheep by the still waters, my soul He has restored

Like the sheep that lie in green pastures, I am most reassured

When my soul gets weary, there’s a place of rest on my Shepherd’s shoulder

When my soul faints in thirst, He makes my cup runneth over

Even though I may slumber, even when I fall asleep

Even my Lord and Master will grant me the sweetest of sleep



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I am a Wife, mother, writer, blogger, Poet & Lover. I am saved by Divine Grace. I am passionate about Jesus Christ, His love and His Word.

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