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I see the Light, of the Father, in your eyes, burning brightly,
I see the likeness, of His smile, upon your face, I see the light, of His
countenence, surrounding you, in every place, a vessel, filled with beauty,
as you run, this race.
Be a Light, a city set on a hill, belonging to Him, pouring out today, His love,
Only His love, be His mouth, speak His Word, be instant, in and out of due season,
Have the faith to rise up, on eagles wings, and spread His message, in psalms, and
hymns, and spiritual songs, be a Light, for all that is wrong.
Be His hands, that can heal, be His feet, that carry His message, of love to the hurting,
the lost, the unloved, be all He's called you to be, to mirror the image, of the Father,
above, to help, set other's free, and one day, when we are called home, He'll welcome you,
with open arms, and say, My child, look at all of these, for you, My child, were obedient,
and loved them into My kingdom, down on your knees.
Lisa Beth Jenkins c.2007
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