The noise of the world is too loud for my ears,
And I long for heavenly sounds,
Where beauty and peace and joy abound,
And time is not measured in years.
My long ago dreams are tarnished by tears,
Man cannot survive on the wages of sin,
Nor trust every voice that he hears.
So in my aloneness I reached for His hand,
Knowing that He would respond,
And through the dark night I was able to see
All that my Father has destined for me,
And only a heartbeat away I found
...His gentle shoulder there to lean upon.
~ Grace E. Easley
Where beauty and peace and joy abound,
And time is not measured in years.
My long ago dreams are tarnished by tears,
Man cannot survive on the wages of sin,
Nor trust every voice that he hears.
So in my aloneness I reached for His hand,
Knowing that He would respond,
And through the dark night I was able to see
All that my Father has destined for me,
And only a heartbeat away I found
...His gentle shoulder there to lean upon.
~ Grace E. Easley
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