Portal of Reverie: Poetry by Leona M. Mars
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The Rock
When all seems hopeless,
And all is in vain.
I go to the Rock,
And there I remain.
When the storm clouds gather,
It does not matter.
Jesus is the Rock of ages,
A buckler from the storm that rages.
When Jesus is near,
The storm will disappear.
The winds, it will cease.
All will be at peace.
~ Leona M. Mars ~
When all seems hopeless,
And all is in vain.
I go to the Rock,
And there I remain.
When the storm clouds gather,
It does not matter.
Jesus is the Rock of ages,
A buckler from the storm that rages.
When Jesus is near,
The storm will disappear.
The winds, it will cease.
All will be at peace.
~ Leona M. Mars ~
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He only is my rock and my salvation; he is my defence; I shall not be greatly moved.
Psalms 62:2
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