I whispr'd a pray'r for you today, ask'd

God to heal your pain; to undergird

you with His own strength, 'til you are

restor'd again.

For He is the GOD of all mercies, afresh

and anew every morn; He has been watching

o'er you, friend, from the day that

you were born.

And, He will ne'er leave nor forsake you, on this

you can surely rely; I ask'd Him to speedily

bring relief , 'til every storm cloud rolls by.

Mary Carter Mizrany
09-11-01
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