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awake

By: littlepeace December 1, 2019December 4, 2019
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from burnéd stump awake the seed

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waiting

By: littlepeace December 1, 2019
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o God beyond time, help me to wait well.

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wonders greater

By: littlepeace December 18, 2017November 7, 2018
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the sun beats harshly on crenulated battlements
as a string of horsemen and camels approaches the gate.

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swaddled Savior

By: littlepeace December 17, 2017November 7, 2018
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the stony hills are shrouded in darkness, the shapes of shrub
and sheep and shepherd almost indistinguishable in the gloom.

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sons of promise

By: littlepeace December 11, 2017November 7, 2018
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a scrubby hillside, a tiny house, and a weary traveler
picking her way up the dusty path to the threshhold.

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the annunciation, henry ossawa tanner, the philadelphia museum of art

shining

By: littlepeace December 4, 2017November 7, 2018
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the beam of light illumines a face shrouded in shadow
it is a young face — oh, such a young face!

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compline

By: littlepeace December 18, 2016November 7, 2018
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Emmanuel — behold Him the Meek and Mighty, child the universe’s Maker come to what we have defiled Emmanuel — o praise Him the righteous Warrior wise He comes the fettered heart to free and none will He despise Emmanuel — adore Him the Shepherd tender, true He comes the broken to restore and make…

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vespers

By: littlepeace December 11, 2016November 7, 2018
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i thank Thee, uncreated Son that Thou didst deign to shine within the darkness of my soul and warm my heart with Thine i thank Thee, ever-endless One Who left Thy holy throne to take my evanescent frame and wear it as Thine own i thank Thee, Living Water sweet Whose life Thou freely gave…

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hours

By: littlepeace December 5, 2016November 7, 2018
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go seek Him in the country
go find Him by the way
go see that in your night has dawned
the light of endless day

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matins

By: littlepeace November 28, 2016November 7, 2018
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wake up, the sun is risen wake up, the night is done wake up, for sorrow’s ended wake up, for joy is won wake up, in love He suffered wake up, in love He bled wake up, the Hero conquered wake up, the dragon’s dead wake up, the sea is gleaming wake up, the sky’s…

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I'm an editrix, a writer, a poet, a photographer, and a wielder of butter. I love Jesus because He loved me first.

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