Home Alone Meditations

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I look over the hills and watch the rain
The sky cries with a loud sound as if in pain
The presence of The Lord fills the room
He wishes to talk I can only assume
I close my eyes and wait for His voice
Something still and small speaks, I have a choice
I can choose to live or wait to die
I can have faith in the Truth or believe the lie

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