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Wednesday, 30 November 2005 16:58 |
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In 2004 don't impede Me.
To the humble I've opened the door.
The riches of heaven precede Me.
You're about to receive so much more.
In the midst of "fires" of affliction,
I'll pour out through that now open door
True riches as My benediction
On the life that you've lived heretofore.
Great grace in the midst of great sorrow,
Unlike any that's been seen before.
My joy and My presence tomorrow
Will exceed the destruction in store.
Ev'ry moment I will be with you.
In the fires of affliction I'm there.
Trusting wholly in Me you'll get through
And the "gold" of this life won't compare
To riches I pour forth from "Glory"
On the humble in heart whom I save.
And the key to this old, old story
Is the "least" that you freely forgave.
Joseph Keesling, reproduced with permission from king-david.org
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