Saturday, March 27, 2010

Unspoken Praise.

When there are no words be my unguarding time, the time that is safe for me to open.

Where there are no words be my speaking space, the place I find a loosened tongue.

Because my body aches and I can't find the vernacular to give You praise, so reach inside the whole of me that is formed to worship You and hear my unspoken praise.

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