Okay…found another poem
Don’t speak words of condemnation
Decrees upon your life
Speak of plenty, running over cups of redemption
Let the day’s own trouble not be your sorrow
‘It is finished’ says the Lord
As the lilies of the valley clothe
So you will be and more
circa 2000 copyright reserved
Ok…I think this is last poem in collection. And I like this poem!
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