grace sings as melodies soar.
grace sings in colors and hues so
breathtaking as to leave the singer
able to do no more than whisper
'thank you' to the Composer
and Conductor
of the Symphony of grace.
grace falls in drops of
blessings.
grace also sings as melodies hang
low
to the
ground,
shrouded
in fog so thick
as to blind the eye
and mute the ear.
grace sings in colors
subdued and hushed
in infinite shades of gray,
leaving the singer able to do
no more than whisper 'help me.
save me.
hold me.'
and grace lifts in arms of
love. His arms.
always.
grace shimmers in notes so beautiful
and falls in grace notes exquisite as
heaven's tears mingle with the tears
of the broken and brokenhearted.
and gently He whispers,
"My grace is all you need.
My power works best in weakness."
the song of grace
from the Giver of grace.
2 Corinthians 12:9
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