Walk in Grace
When storm clouds form and roses fade
He walks with me in twilight glade
Where valleys cast in somber shade
Remind me after Him I'm made.
Enraptured by lazy lagoon we dip and wade,
Spirit surrounds in rushing cascade.
Together we drink in mystical everglade
While misery we wisely evade.
Stars above sing their sweet serenade,
Wind whistles through grassy blade.
Then I embrace my life's crusade
In a spirit far more staid
To rise above the past's charade -
Oh how His grace does persuade!
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