Come, lay me by the river, from earthly thoughts afford,
Waters gently running, how soft, its heavenly chord.
Calling back, those distant days, of innocence adored,
When night was filled with resting, and hope by day was poured.
~ D.F.
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“By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat weeping when we remembered Zion.”
~ Psalm 137:1
“When night was filled with resting” creates a beautiful image.
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Thank you, Cheryl. 🙂
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wow! 🙂
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Thanks, Saadia! 😃
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A very beautiful sentiment, and a lovely prayer.
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Thank you very much. Blessings always!
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We all need that solace, that refreshment, renaissance that allows us to reconnect with our origins…
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Yes, you’re absolutely right. May we always be blessed with such moments. 😀
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