| THE STILL SMALL VOICE OF G-D by Eva |
| In light of all we see and hear, Discouragement surrounds us all around. Yet in the deepest night is heard The still small voice of G-D. When it seems the darkest hour is come, When all hope seems to be lost, When the laughter of the world grows ever louder, The still small voice of G-D is heard. A distraught soul is tossed to and fro, as The sea of life pounds against his ship, Yet far within his reach is heard The still small voice of G-D. Great men of G-D have come and gone. Their bodies, now dust, quietly lay in their graves. A strong wind passes, and in a moment, Blows and scatters each particle of dust away. Yet the still small voice of G-D lives on. Within the heart of repentant man, Forever leading, forever guiding Onto the shores of His Promised Land. |
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