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O Lord, your word says there's no rain
Or snow comes back to you again
Without affecting life on earth
To time of death, from day of birth –

That like the rain, your word itself
Flows from your life, not sits on shelf
But acts, and reacts – ricochets
Throughout all life throughout our days –

With power and effect touching life,
Giving perspective – man with wife,
The child with elder, wise with fool,
Your wisdom flows to me from you.

Those words evoked that day back when
First novels wrote, laid down, now send
Reverberations rippling out
Throughout this town and round about.

I guess I should not startled to be,
It's been that way twixt you and me.
That life which through my life has flowed
Such blessing on us hath bestowed.

Lord, help me to stay out of way
Yet in your Way abide today;
Not holding back your word for them
Avoiding not your great ‘a-hem’.

Bless Thou today my output fare,
With other workers not compare,
That words and pictures, flowed through me,
Might feed the sheep assigned to me.

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