Let not your
hearts be troubled
O Lord, we hear you say ...
Cast your cares
upon me, children
each and every day ~

Hide beneath my wing
when you are
sore distress'd ...
I shall give you
sweet refreshing
here you shall find rest ~

Let me bear
your struggles now
they won' t weigh ME down ...
Your strong TOWER
that I AM
and your HIGHER GROUND ~

Daily I am
listening for your
feeblest cries ...
Hide yourselves
within my heart
my power you'll realize ~

Pause, be still
O, weary ones
I shall give you rest ...
restoring Joy I'll
guide your paths
Sweet children, I KNOW BEST ~

With HEALING in
my wings I wait
dear ones, for you ...
let my anointing
bathe you now
with LOVE faithful & true !

Mary Carter Mizrany
March 27, 2003
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