Good morning, from the home of
Lezza Kuzzin Poetry ...
Dear Father,
Oh, what You show me -
The way You help me see,
Oh, the joy of seeing clear,
The way that You see me!
I smile as I do behold
The promises
I'm told!
My mirror, in the natural,
Doesn't get this smile,
But when I see myself in You,
I smile a special smile!!!
Beloved child,
I see it,
That very special smile!
It radiates "Believing Me"
Your smile,
I smile to see!!!
Lezza Kuzzin Poetry 2014
2 Corinthians 13:14
3 John 2-4
James 1:22-25
1 John 4:17-19
Psalm 37:4, 71:21
Hebrews 11:6
Mark 9:23
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