Just back from camp, and gonna be back to work again already. Well at least for 2 days, that is. (thankful to Pst Steven for the heads up and recommendation on the job)
It's time to get some rest man...still having the sleepy bouts from the camp. Still feeling tired and off...guess I'm gonna have to take some time. After all...sores and wounds, do need time to heal and recuperate.
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Wounded soldier, faithful friend,
Beaten down by those you defend,
Your heart once open, now pierced and broken,
Needing hope to rise again.
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Let Me bind up ev'ry wound.
Let Me comfort ev'ry pain.
Let Me carry you to a place of rest,
Sheltered from pouring rain.
The old broken melody, blowing through the trees of Eden.
They say the heart of man is too far gone to save... yet in the quaint humdums of the neighbourhood, in the midst of gains and losses, joys and heartaches, pleasure and pain, friends and foes, battles lost and won, you can just hear that quiet whisper, of an amazing grace....upon this unworthy life.