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AT NIGHT, UNKISSED, A-BED
At night, unkissed, a-bed without anyone's blessing, The weeping child shudders and sobs until She's wrung dry from tears, and spent. In the morning, carefully, she gathers the tattered edges of her garment of composure about her nakedness, And tiptoes out Into another loveless day. Oh, tell her about The One Who promises "I will never leave you or forsake you," for "I have loved you with an everlasting love." -Nancy Spiegelberg © 1989 Nancy Spiegelberg ...he has said, "I will never leave you or forsake you." So we can say with confidence, "The Lord is my helper; I will not be afraid. What can anyone do to me?" Hebrews 13:5b, 6 (NRSV) |
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