Discernment Of Spirits

Through some folks flows a gift to us of words
So clear from you Lord, not from elsewhere heard;
Some call it ‘gift of prophecy from you’,
As Spirit guides our steps in what we do.

But sometimes others see, like in dark glass
Their visage echoed back, scenes from their past;
So if their words don't fit you them ’round –
Sometimes their lives they speak – there light is found.

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