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God speaks |
| My Child, I Love You! I hear Him in the thunder, I hear Him in the wind. I hear Him tell me loudly, "My child, you have sinned." I ask Him to forgive me, With tears upon my cheek. Through grace and love He gives me Forgiveness that I seek. I hear Him in the stillness Of the morning dew. I hear Him whisper gently, "My child, I love you." |