Her pain is terrible today, her tears a fire, it is impossible to see the soft summer morning’s beauty, the gentle shadows, such is her agony.
Another day lost.
I have run out of words to pray.
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Bless each marriage
Bless each marriage Bless each one Both separately and together May you feel the blessing of love and caring That was tenderly bound into yo...
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Her pain is terrible today, her tears a fire, it is impossible to see the soft summer morning’s beauty, the gentle shadows, such is her a... -
When there are no words in my head, No thoughts in my mind , no idea of what can help me now, May I turn to you Lord, in loving confiden... -
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